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N.     BRADY,     D.  D. 

^,      Late  Chaplain  in  ordinary,  and 

N.     TATE,     Efq. 

Late  Poet  Laureat,  to  the  King  of  England. 


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Printed  at  BOSTON,  by  MANNING  SfLORING, 
For  I.  THOMAS  and  E.  T.  ANDREWS, 

Fauft's  Statue,  No.  45,  Nevv'bury  Street. 

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NEW     V  ERSION  c"J 

OF     THE  |'7<^  3 

PSALMS. 


PSALM      I.       Co77imon  -metre* 

1  TT  OW  bleft  is  he,  who  ne'er  confents 
JtTl      By  ill  advice  to  walk. 

Nor  ftands  in  linners'  ways,  nor  fits 
Where  men  profanely  talk  ; 

2  But  makes  the  perfeft  law  of  God 

His  bus'nefs  and  delight  ; 
Devoutly  reads  therein  by  day, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  Like  fome  fair  tree,  which,  fed  by  ftreamSj 

With  timely  fruit  does  bend. 
He  ftill  fhall  flourifti,  and  fuccefs 
All  his  defigns  attend. 

4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts, 

No  lading  root  fliall  find  ; 
Untimely  blafted,  a-nd  difpers'd 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

5  Their  guilt  fhall  flrike  the  wicked  dumb 

Before  their  Judge's  face  : 
No  formal  hypocrite  fliall  then 
Among  the  faints  have  place. 

6  For  God  approves  the  jufc  man's  ways, 

To  happinefs  they  tend  : 
But  fmncrs,  and  the  paths  they  tread. 
Shall  both  in  ruin  end. 

PSALM       H.        Co7}tmon  metre ^ 

i    "Y^CT'-^'^^  refllefs  and  ungcvern'd  rage, 
VV        Why  do  the  heathen  florm  ? 
Why  in  fuch  rafli  attem.pts  engage, 
As  they  can  ne'er  perform  ? 


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4  Psalm  II. 

2  The  great  in  council  and  in  might 

Their  Virions  forces  bring  ; 
Againft  the  Lord  they  all  unite. 
And  his  anointed  King. 

3  **  Mi'.ft  wr  fubmit  to  their  commands  ?" 

Prefumptuoufly  they  fay  : 
*'  No,  let  us  break  their  flavifh  bands, 
"  And  caft  their  chains  away." 

4  Bat  God,  who  fits  enthron'd  on  high, 

And  fees  how  they  combine, 
Does  their  confpiring  ftrength  defy, 
And  mocks  their  vain  defign. 

5  Thick  clouds  of  wrath  divine  fhall  break 

On  his  rebellious  foes  ; 
And  thus  will  he  in  thunder  fpeak. 
To  all  that  dare  oppofc  : 

6  "  Tliough  madly  you  difpute  my  will,. 

"  The  King  that  I  ordain, 
"  Whofe  throne  is  fix'd  on  Sion's  hill, 
♦'  Shall  there  fecurely  reign." 

7  Attend,  O  earth,  while  I  declare 

God's  uncontrol'd  decree  : 
"  Thou  ait  my  Son  ;  this  day,  my  heir, 
"  Have  I  begotten  thee. 

8  "  Afx,  and  receive  thy  full  dem.ands  j 

"  Thine  (hail  the  heathen  be  ; 
"  The  utmoft  lim.its  of  the  lands 
«  Shall  be  polfefs'd  by  thee. 

9  "  Thy  threat'ning  fceptre  thou  ifialt  fliake, 

"  And  cruih  them  ev'ry  where  ; 
"  As  maHy  bars  of  iron  break 
"  The  potter's  brittle  ware." 

10  Learn  tlien,  ye  princes  ;  ajid  give  ear, 

Ye  judges  of  the  earth  ; 

1 1  Worihip  the  Lord  with  holy  fear  ; 

Rejoice  with  awful  mirth. 

12  Appeafe  the  Son  with  due  refped. 

Your  timely  homage  pay  : 
Left  he  revenge  the  bold  negledt, 
Incens'd  by  your  delay. 


Psalm  III.  ^     ^ 

13  H  but  in  part  his  anger  rife, 
Who  can  endure  the  flame  ? 
Then  blefl  are  they,  whofe  hope  relies 
On  his  moll  holy  name. 

PSALM      III.       Coj/imo?!  7Jietre, 

1  T  T  OW  many,  Lord,  of  late  are  grown 
Xl     The  troublers  of  my  peace  ! 
And  as  their  numbers  hourly  rife, 

So  does  their  rage  increafe.- 

2  Infulting,  they  my  foul  upbraid. 

And  him  whom  I  adore  ; 
The  God  in  whom  he  trufts,  fay  they. 
Shall  refcue  him  no  more. 

3  But  thou,  O  Lord,  art  my  defence  5 

On  thee  my  hopes  rely  ; 
Thou  art  my  glory,  and  fhall  yet 
Lift  up  my  head  on  high. 

4  Since  whenfoe'er,  in  like  diftrefs, 

To  God  I  made  my  pray'r, 

He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill  5 

Why  fhould  I  nov/  defpair  ? 

5  Guarded  by  him,  I  laid  me  down. 

My  fweet  repofe  to  take  ; 
For  I  through  him  fecurely  fleep, 
Through  him  in  fafety  wake. 

6  No  force  nor  fury  of  my  foes 

My  courage  fliall  confound, 
Were  they  as  many  hofts  as  men, 
That  have  befet  me  round. 

7  Arife,  and  fave  me,  O  my  God, 

Who  oft  haft  own'd  my  caufe, 
And  fcatter'd  oft  thefe  foes  to  me. 
And  to  thy  righteous  laws. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs  j 

He  only  can  defend  : 
His  bleffrng  he  extends  to  all 
That  Oft  his  pow'r  depend, 
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6  Psalm  IV,  V. 

P  S,,  A  L  M      IV.       Common  7netre. 

1  /^  LORD,  that  art  my  righteous  judge, 
V_>/       1^0  my  complaint  give  ear  : 
Thou  ftill  redecm'ft  me  from  diftrefs  ; 

Have  mercy,  Lord,  and  hear. 

2  How  long  vidll  ye,  O  fons  of  men, 

To  blot  my  fame  dcvife  ? 
How  long  your  vain  defigns  purfue, 
And  fpread  malicious  lies  ? 

3  Confider  that  the  righteous  man 

Is  God's  peculiar  choice  \ 
And,  when  ta  him  I  make  my  pray'r. 
He  always  hears  my  voice. 

4  Then  ftand  in  awe  of  his  commands, 

Flee  ev'ry  thing  that's  ill  ; 
CoraniTuie  in  private  with  your  hearts, 
And  bend  them  to  his  will. 

5  The  place  of  other  facrificc 

Let  righteoufnefs  fupply  ; 
And  let  yoirr  hope,  fecurely  fix'd. 
On  God  alone  rely. 

6  While  worldly  minds  impatient  grow 

More  profp'rous  time  to  fee  ; 
Still  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Shine  brightly,  Lord,  on  me. 

7  So  fliall  my  heart  o'erflow  with  joy, 

More  lafting  and  more  true 
Tb.aii  theirs,  who  (lores  of  corn  and  wiiic 
Succeffively  renew. 

8  Then  down  in  peace  I'll  lay  my  head, 

And  take  my  needful  rell:  ; 
No  ether  guard,  O  Lord,  I  crave. 
Of  thy  defence  polfefs'd. 


PSALM      V.       Common  metre. 

ORD,  hear  the  voice  of  my  complaint, 
Accept  my  fecret  pray'r  ; 
2  To  thee  alone,  my  King,  my  God, 
Will  I  for  help  repair. 


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Psalm  V. 

3  Thou  In  the  mom  my  voice  fhalt  hear^ 

And  widi  the  dawning  day 
To  thee  devoutly  I'll  look  up, 
To  thee  devoutly  pray. 

4  For  thou  the  wrongs  that  I  fuftain 

Canft  never,  Lord,  approve, 
Who  from  thy  facred  dwelling  place 
All  evil  dolt  remove. 

5  Not  long  (hall  ftubborn  fools  remain 

Unpunilh'd  in  thy  view  ; 
All  fuch  as  ad  unrighteous  things 
Thy  vengeance  (hall  purfue. 

6  The  fland'ring  tongue,  O  God  of  truth, 

By  thee  (hall  be  deftroy'd. 
Who  hat'ft  alike  the  man  in  blood 
And  in  deceit  employ'd. 

7  But  when  thy  boundlefs  grace  fhall  me 

To  thy  lov'd  courts  reftore, 
On  thee  I'll  fix  my  longing  eyes> 
And  humbly  there  adore. 

8  Condu<5t  me  by  thy  righteous  laws, 

For  watchful  is  my  foe  ;  --v  ,   , 

Therefore,  O  Lord>  make  plain  the  way 
Wherein  I  ought  to  go. 

9  Their  mouth  vents  nothing  but  deceit ; 

Their  heart  is  fet  on  wrong  ; 
Their  throat  is  a  devouring  grave  ; 
They  flatter  with  their  tongue. 

10  By  their  own  counfels  let  them  fall, 

Opprefs'd  with  loads  of  fm  ; 
For  they  againft  thy  righteous  laws 
Have  harden'd  rebels  been. 

1 1  But  let  all  thofe  who  truft  in  thee, 

With  Ihouts  their  joy  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  rejoice  whom  thou  preferv'lt, 
And  all  that  love  thy  name. 

12  To  righteous  men,  the  righteous  Lord 

His  bleffing  will  extend  ; 
And  with  his  favour  all  his  faints^ 
As  Willi  a  fliicld,  defend. 


8  Psalm  VI. 

PSALM      VI.       Contfuon  metre. 

1  r  I  "s  HY  dreadful  anger,  Lord,  reftrain, 

J[        And  fpare  a  wretch  forlorn  ; 
Corred  me  not  in  thy  fierce  wrath, 
Too  heavy  to  be  borne. 

2  Have  mercy,  Lord  ;  for  I  grow  faint. 

Unable  to  endure- 
The  anguifli  of  my  aching  bones. 
Which  thou  alone  canft  cure. 

3  My  tortur'd  flefh  diftradts  my  mind. 

And  fills  my  foul  with  grief; 
But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  delay 
To  grant  me  thy  relief? 

4  Thy  wonted  goodneft.  Lord,  repeat, 

And  eafe  my  troubled  foul ; 
Lord,  for  thy  wond'rous 'mercy's  fake, 
Vouchfafe  to  make  me  whole. 

5  For  after  death  no  more  can  I 

Thy  glorious  adts  proclaim  ; 
No  pris'ner  of  the  filent  grave 

Can  magnify  thy  name. 
5  Quite  tir'd  with  pikin,  with  groaning  faint, 

No  hope  of  eafe  I  fee  ; 
Tlie  night,  that  quiets  common  griefs^ 

Is  fpent  in  tears  by  me. 

7  My  beauty  fades,  my  fight  grows  dim,. 

My  eyes  with  weaknefs  clofe  ; 
Old  age  o'ertakes  me,  whilll  I  think 
On  my  infulting  foes. 

8  Depart,  ye  wicked  ;  in  my  v.aongs 

Ye  fhall  no  more  rejoice  ; 
For  God,  I  find,  accepts  my  tears. 
And  miens  to  my  voice. 

^,  lo  He  hears,  and  grants  my  humble  pray'r  j 
And  they  that  wifh  my  fall. 
Shall  blulli  and  rage  to  fee  that  God 
Froteds  xne  from  them  all. 


Psalm  VIT.  gr 

PSALM      VII.        Cotn?KGn  metre. 

I,  ^"^  LORD  my  God,  fmce  I  have  plae'd 
\^       My  trull  alone  in  thee. 
From  all  my  perfecutors'  rage 
Do  thou  deliver  me- 
2  To  fave  me  from  my  threat'ning  foe, 
Lord  interpofe  thy  pow'r  ; 
Left,  like  a  favage  lion,  he 
My  helplefs  foul  devour. 

3,  4  If  I  am  guilty,  or  did  e'er 
Againft  his  peace  combine  ; 
Nay,  if  I  had  not.fpar'd  his  life. 
Who  fought  unjuftly  mine  j 

5  Let  then  to  perfecuting  foes 

My  foul  become  a  prey  ; 
Let  them  to  earth  tread  down  my  life. 
In  duft  my  honour  lay. 

6  Arife,  and  let  thine  anger,  Lord, 

In  my  defence  engage  ; 
Exalt  thyfelf  above  my  foes. 

And  their  infulting  rage  : 
Awake,  awake,  in  my  behalf. 

The  judgment  to  difpenfe, 
Which  thou  haft  righteoufly  ordain'd' 

For  injur'd  innocence.. 

7  So  to  thy  throne  adoring  crowds 

Shall-  ftill  for  juftice  fly  : 
Oh  !   therefore,  for  their  fake,  refume 
Thy  judgment  feat  on  high. 

8  Impartial  Judge  of  all  the  world, 

I  truft  rfly  caufe  to  thee  ; 
According  to  my  juft  dcferts, 
So  let  thy  fentence  be. 

9  Let  wicked  arts  and  wicked  men 

Together  be  overthrown  ; 
But  guard  the  juft,  thou  God,  to  whom 

The  hearts  of  both  are  known. 
10,  1 1  God  me  protefls ;  not  only  me, 

But  all  of  upright  heart ; 
And  daily  lays  up  wrath  for  thofe 

Who  fi-om  his  laws  depart. 


lo  Psalm  VIII. 

12  If  they  perfift,  he  whets  his  fword. 

His  bow  ftands  ready  bent  ; 
1^  Ev'n  now,  with  fwift  deflruflion  wing'd^ 

His  pointed  fhafts  are  fent. 

14  The  plots  are  fruitlefs  which  my  foe 

Unjuitly  did  conceive  ; 

15  The  pit  he  digg'd  for  me,  has  prov'd 

His  own  untimely  grave. 

16  On-  his  own  head  his  fpite  returns, 

Whilft  I  from  harm  am  free  ; 
On  him  the  violence  is  fall'n 
Which  he  defign'd  for  me. 

17  Therefore  will  I  the  righteous  ways 

Of  Providence  proclaim  ; 
I'll  fnig  the  praife  of  God  mofl  high, 
And  celebrate  his  name. 

PSALM      VI I  r.       Common  metrc^ 

1  ^T^  THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

V^       Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  I 

How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
In  heav'n  thy  wond'rous  afts  are  fung. 

Nor  fully  reckon'd  there  ; 

2  And  yet  thou  mak'fi:  the  infant  tongue 

Thy  boundlefs  praife  declare. 

Through  thee  the  weak  confound  the  ftrong, 

And  crulh  their  haughty  foes  ; 
And  fo  thou  quell'ft  the  wicked  throng,. 

That  thee  and  thine  oppofe. 

3  When  heav'n,  thy  beauteous  work  on  high. 

Employs  my  wond'rous  fight ; 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  fky. 
With  ftars  of  feebler  light ; 

4  What's  man,  fay  I,  that,  Lord,  thou  lov'd 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ? 
Or  what  his  offspring,  that  thou  prov'fl 
To  them  fo  wond'rous  kind  ? 

5  Him  next  in  pow'r  thou  didll  create 

To  thy  celeilial  train,  j 


Psalm  IX.  ^i 

6  Ordam'd,  with  dlgnky  and  ftate, 

O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 
"  They  jointly  oato  his  pow'rful  fway  ; 
^        The  beafts  that  prey  or  graze  ; 

8  The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way  ; 

The  fifh  that  cuts  the  feas. 

9  O  tliou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 

P  S  A  L'M      IX.       Common  metre. 

1  r-r^  O  celebrate  thy  praife,  O  Lord, 

J_        I  will  my  heart  prepare  ; 
To  all  the  lift'ning  world  thy  works. 
Thy  wond'rous  works  declare. 

2  The  thought  of  them  ihallto  my  foul 

Exalted  pleafures  bring  ; 
Whilft  to  thy  name,  O  thou  Moft  High, 
Triumphant  praife  I  fmg. 

3  Thou  mad'ft  my  haughty  foes  to  turn 

Their  backs  in  fliameful  flight  : 
Struck  with  thy  prefence,  down  they  fell ; 
They  perifli'd  at  thy  fight. 

4  Againft  infulting'foes  advanc'd, 

Thou  didft  my  caufe  maintain  ; 

My  right  afferting  from  thy  throne, 

Where  truth  and  juftice  reign. 

5  The  infolence  of  heathen  pride 

Thou  haft  reduc'd  to  fhame  ; 
Their  wicked  offspring  quite  deflroy'J, 
And  blotted  out  their  name. 

6  Miftaken  foeS,  your  haughty  threats 

Are  to  a  period  come  : 
Our  city  ftands,  \vhich  you  defign'd 
To  make  our  common  tomb. 

7,  8  The  Lord  for  ever  lives,  who  has 
His  righteous  throne  prepar'd, 
Im.partial  juftice  to  difpenfe, 
To  punifti  or  reward. 


IS  Psalm  IX, 

9  God  is  a  conftant  fure  defence 

Againfl  oppreflmg  rage  : 
As  troubles  rife,  his  needful  aids 
In  our  behalf  engage. 

10  All  thofe  who  have  his  goodnefs  prov'd 

Will  in  his  truth  confide  ; 
Whofe  mercy  ne'er  forfook  the  man 

That  on  his  help  rely'd. 
J I  Sing  praifes  therefore  to  the  Lord, 

From  Sion,  his  abode  ; 
Proclaim  his  deeds,  till  all  the  world 

Confefs  no  other -God. 

PART      II. 

1 2  "UHien  he  inquiry  makes  for  blood, 

He'll  call  the  poor  to  mind  : 
The  injur'd  humble  man's  complaint 
Relief  from  him  fhall  find. 

13  Take  pity  on  my  troubles,  Lord, 

Which  fpiteful  foes  create, 
Thou  that  has  refcu'd  me  fo  oft 
From  death's  devouring  gate. 

14  In  Sion  then  I'll  fmg  thy  praife. 

To  all  that  love  thy  name  ; 
And,  with  loud  fhouts  of  grateful  joys 
Thy  faving  pow'r  proclaim. 

15  Deep  in  the  pit  they  digg'd  for  me 

The  heathen  pride  is  laid  ; 
Their  guilty  feet  to  their  own  fnare 
Are  heedlefsly  betray'd. 

16  Thus,  by  the  juft  returns  he  makes, 

The  mighty  Lord  is  known  ; 
While  wicked  men,  by  their  own  plots, 
Are  fhamefully  o'erthrown. 

1 7  No  fingle  fmner  (hall  efcape. 

By  privacy  obfcur'd  ! 
Nor  nation,  from  his  juft  revenge, 
By  numbers  be  fecur'd. 

18  His  fuff'ring  faints,  when  moft  diftrefs'd. 

He  ne'er  forgets  to  aid  j 


Psalm  X.  ^3 

Their  expeclations  fhall  be  cro\m'J, 
Thoug;h  for  a  time  delav'd. 
19  Arife,  O  Lord,  affert  thy  pow'r, 
And  let  not  man  o'ercome  ; 
Defcend  to  judgment,  and  pronounce 
The  guilty  heathen's  doom. 

-20  Strike  terror  through  the  nations  round. 
Till,  by  confenting  fear, 
They  to  each  other,  and  themfelves, 
'         But  mortal  men  appear. 

PSALM      X.       Common  metre. 

1  r  I  1 HY  prefence  why  withdraw'!!:  thou,  Lord  ? 

JL        Why  hid'fl  thou  now  thy  face, 
When  difmal  times  of  deep  diftrefs 
Cali  for  thy  wonted  grace  ? 

2  The  wicked,  fwell'd  V\-ith  lawlcfs  pride, 

Rave  made  the  poor  their  prey  ; 
O  let  them  fall  by  thofe  defigns 
Which  they  for  others  lay. 

3  For  flraight  they  triumph,  if  fuccefs 

Their  thriving  crimes  attend  ; 
And  fordid  wretches,  whom  God  liates, 
Perverfely  tliey  commend. 

4  To  own  a  pow'r  above  themfelves, 

Their  haughty  pride  difdains  ; 
And  therefore  in  their  ftubborn  mind 
No  thought  of  God  remains. 

5  Oppreflive  methods  they  purfue. 

And  all  their  foes  they  flight ; 
Becaufe  thy  judgments,  unobferv'd. 
Are  far  above  their  fight. 

6  They  fondly  think  their  profp'rous  Aate 

Shall  unmoleftcd  be  ; 
They  think  their  vain  defigns  fhall  thrive, 
Froih  all  misfortune  free. 

7  Vain  and  deceitful  is  their  ipeech, 

With  curfes  fiU'd,  and  lies  ; 
By  which  the  rnifchief  of  their  heart 
They  ftudy  to  difguife. 

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14  Psalm  X. 

8  Near  public  roads  they  lie  concealed, 

And  all  their  art  employ, 
The  innocent  and  poor  at  once 
To  rifle  and  deflroy. 

9  Not  lions,  couching  in  their  dens, 

Surprife  their  heedlefs  prey 
With  greater  cunning,  or  exprefs 
More  favage  rage,  than  they. 

10  Sometimes  they  aift  the  harmlefs  man, 

And  modcft  looks  they  wear  ; 
That,  fo  deceiv'd,  the  poor  may  lefs 
Their  fudden  oufet  fear. 

PART       II. 

11  For  God,  they  tliink,  no  notice  takes 

Of  their  unrighteous  deeds  ; 
He  never  rtiinds  the  fuff'ring  poor, 

Nor  their  opprefTion  heeds. 
1 3  But  thou,  O  Lord,  at  length  arile,    - 

Stretch  forth  thy  mighty  arm  ; 
And,  by  the  greatnefs  of  thy  pow'r, 

Defend  the  poor  from  harm. 

J  3  No  longer  let  the  wicked  vaunt. 
And,  proudly  boafting,  fay, 
««  Tuft,  God  regards  not  what  we  do  ; 
"  He  never  will  repay." 
J  4  But  fure  thou  feed,  and  all  their  deeds 
Im.partially  doft  try  ; 
The  orphan,  therefore,  and  the  poor. 
On  thee  for  aid  rely. 

15  Defencelefs  let  the  wicked  fall. 

Of  all  their  ftrength  bereft  ; 
Confound,  O  God,  their  dark  defigns, 
Till  no  remains  are  left. 

16  AfTert  thy  jull  dominion.  Lord, 

Which  fliall  forever  ftand  ; 
Thou,  who  the.heatlien  didft  expel 
From  this  thy  chofen  land. 

17  Thou  hear'ft  the  humble  fupplicants, 

That  to  thy  throne  repair  j 


Psalm  XI,  XII.  25 

Tliou  firH  prepar'ft  their  hearts  to  pray, 

And  then  accept'ft  their  pray'r. 
18  Thou,  in  thy  righteous  judgment,  weigh'fl 

The  fatherlefs  and  poor  ; 
That  fo  the  tyrants  of  the  earth 

May  perfecute  no  more. 

PSALM      XI.       Co7m7wn  metre. 

1  Q  INCE  I  have  plac'd  my  truft  in  God, 
i3      -A.  refuge  always  nigh. 

Why  fhould  I,  Hke  a  tim'rcus  bird, 

To  diftant  mountains  fly  ?  '  ■ 

2  Behold,  the  wicked  bend  their  bo\v, 

And  ready  fix  their  dart, 
Lurking  in  ambufh  to  deftroy 
The  men  of  upright  heart. 

3  When  once  the  firm  afTurance  fails,        «. 

Which  public  faith  imparts, 
'Tis  time  for  innocence  to  fly 
From  fuch  deceitful  arts. 

4  The  Lord  hath  both  a  temple  here, 

And  righteous  throne  above  j 

Where  he  furveys  the  fons  of  men, 

And  how  their  councils  move. 

5  If  God  the  righteous,  v.hom  he  loves, 

For  trial  does  corretft, 
What  mufl:  the  fons  of  violence, 
Whom  he  abhors,  expei't  ? 

6  Snares,  fire,  and  brimftone,  on  their  heads 

Shall  in  one  tempeft  Ihow'r  ; 
This  dreadful  mixture  his  revenge 
Into  their  cup  fhall  pour. 

7  The  righteous  Lord  will  righteous  deeds 

With  fignal  favour  grace. 
And  to  the  upright  m;in  difclofe 
The  brightnefs  of  his  face. 

PSALM      XII.       Common  metre. 

I    O  INCE  godly  men  decay,  O  Lord, 
l^      Do  tliou  my  caufe  defend  ; 
For  fcarce  thefe  wretched  times  afford 
One  juft  and  faithful  friend. 


i(>  Psalm  XIIL 

2  One  neiglibour  now  can  fcarce  believe 

What  t'other  does  isnpart ; 
V7jth  fliitt'riug  lips  they  all  deceive, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound 

Can  never  proiper  long  ; 
.    God's  righteous  vengeance  will  confound 
The  proud  blafpheming  tongue. 

4  In  vain  thofc  foolHh  boafters  fay, 

"  Our  tong'aes  are  fure  our  own  ;. 
*'  With  doubtful  words  we'll  ftill  betray, 
*'  And  be  control'd  by  none." 

5  For  God,  who  hears  th.c  fufF'ring  poor, 

And  their  opprcdion  knov/s, 
Will  foon  arife  and  give  them  rcfl, 
In  fpite  of  all  their  foes. 

6  The  word  of  God  fhall  ftill  abide, 

And  void  of  falfehood  be, 
As  in  the  filver,  fev'n  times  try'd, 
From  droffy  mixture  free. 

7  The  promife  of  his  aiding  grace 

Shall  reach  its  purpos'd  end  ; 
His  fervants  from  this  falthlefs  race 
He  ever  fhall  defend. 

8  Then  {hall  the  wicked  be  perplex'd, 

Nor  know  which  way  to  fly  ! 
When  thofe  whom  they  defpis'd  and  ve.x'd. 
Shall  be  advanc'd  on  high. 

PSALM      XIII.       Conivio7i  metre. 

1  Tjr  OW  long  wilt  thou  forget  me,  Lord  ? 
JLX     Mufl  I  forever  mourn  ? 

How  long  wilt  thou  withdraw  from  me, 
Oh,  never  to  return  ? 

2  How  long  fliall  anxious  thoughts  my  foul, 

And  grief  my  heart  opprefs  \ 
How  long  my  enem.ies  infult, 
And  I  have  no  redrefs  \ 

3  Oh  !  hear,  and  to  my  longing  eyes 

Reftore  thy  wonted  light, 


Psalm  XIV.  17 

And  fuddenly,  or  I  fhall  fleep 

In  everlafting  night. 
Reftore  me,  left  they  proudly  boaft 

'Twas  their  ow-n  ftrength  o'ercame  ; 
Permit  not  them  that  vex  my  foul 

To  triumph  in  my  fhame. 

Since  I  have  always  plac'd  my  trufl 

Beneath  thy  mercy's  wing, 
Thy  faving  health  will  come  ;  and  then 

My  heart  with  joy  fhall  fpring. 
Then  fhall  my  fong,  witli  praife  infpir'd. 

To  thee  my  God  afcend  ; 
Who  to  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs 

Such  bounty  didfl  extend. 

PSALM      XIV.       Long  tnetre. 

SURE  wicked  fools  muft  needs  fuppofe, 
That  God  is  nothing  but  a  name  ; 
Corrupt  and  lewd  their  pradtice  grows  ; 
No  breafh  is  warm'd  with  holy  flame. 
The  Lord  look'd  down  from  Heav'n's  high  tow'J-j- 

And  all  the  fons  of  men  did  view, 
To  fee  if  any  own'd  his  pow'r, 
If  any  truth  or  juftice  knew. 

But  all,  he  faw,  were  gone  afide, 

All  were  degen'rate  grown  and  bafe  i 
None  took  religion  for  their  guide, 

Not  one  of  all  the  fmful  race. 
But  can  thefe  workers  of  deceit 

Be  all  fo  dull  and  fenfelefs  grown, 
That  they,  like  bread  my  people  eat,  * 

And  God's  almighty  pow'r  difown  ? 

How  will  they  tremble  then  for  fear, 

When  his  juft  wrath  fhall  them  o'ertake  ? 
For  to  the  righteous  God  is  near, 

And  never  will  their  caufe  forfake. 
Ill  men,  in  vain,  v/ith  fcorn  expofe 

Thcfe  methods  which  the  good  purfue  i 
Since  God  a  refuge  is  for  thofe, 

Whom  his  juft  eyes  with  favour  vieiv. 

Bz 


i8  Psalm  XV,  XVL 

7  Would  he  his  faving  pow'r  employ 
To  break  his  people's  fervile  band. 
Then  fhouts  of  univerfal  j,oy 

Should  loudly  echo  through  the  land. 

PSALM      XV.       Common  metric 

1  T    ORD,  who's  the  happy  man  that  may 
JL-i     To  thy  blell  courts  repair. 

Not,  ftranger  hke,  to  vidt  them, 
But  to  inhabit  there  \ 

2  'Tis  he,  whole  ev'ry  thought  and  deed- 

By  rules  of  virtue  moves  j 
Whofe  generous  tongue  difdains  to  fpeak 
The  thing  his  heart  difproves. 

3  Who  never  did  a  flander  forge, 

His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound ,» 
Nor  hearken  to  a  falfe  report, 
By  malice  wbifper'd  round. 

4  Who  vice,  in  all  its  pomp  and  pow'r. 

Can  treat  with  juft  pegle<5l ; 
And  piety,  though  ck-th'd  in  rags, 
Religloufiy  refpc(ft. 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  tniJt 

Has  ever  firmly  flood  ; 
And  though  he  promife  to  his  lofs, 

He  makes  his  promife  good. 
5  Whofe  foul  in  ufury  difdains 

His  treafure  to  employ  ; 
Whom  no  rewards  can  ever  bribe 

The  guililefs  to  deftroy. 

7  The  man,  who  by  his  fteady  courfe 
Kus  happinefs  infur'd, 
When  earth's  foundation  fliakes,  fl^all  ftand, 
By  Providence  fecur'd. 

PSALM      XVI.       Common  metre, 

1   "QROTECT  me  from  my  cruel  foes, 
JL        And  fhield  me,  Lord,  frcir*  harm  ; 
Becaufe  my  truft  I  ftill  repofs 
Oil  thine  almighty  arm. 


Psalm  XVI.  19 

3  My  foul  all  help  but  thine  does  flighty 
All  gods  but  thee  difown  ; 
Yet  can  no  deeds  of  mine  requite 
The  goodnefs  thou  haft  (hown.. 

3  But  thofe  that  ftridtly  virtuous  are> 

And  love  the  thing  that's  right, 
To  favour  always,  and  prefer, 
Shall  be.  my  chief  delight. 

4  How  ftiall  their  forrows  be  ilicreas'd, 

Who  other  gods  adore  ? 
Their  bloody  oif 'rings  I  deteft. 
Their  very  najnes  abhor. 

5  My  lot  is  fall'n  in  that  bleft  land 

Where  God  is  truly  known  ; 
He  fills  my  cup  with  lib'ral  hand, 

'Tis  he  fupports  ray  throne. 
5  In  nature's  mdft  delightful  fcene 

My  happy  portion  lies  ; 
The  place  of  my  appointed  reign 

All  other  lands  outvies. 

7  Tlierefore  my  foul  fhall  blefs  the  Lord^- 

Whofe  precepts  give  me  light ; 
And  private  counfel  ftill  afford 
In  forrow's  difmal  night. 

8  I  ftrlve  each  a<5lion  to  approve 

To  his  all-feeing  eye  ;. 
No  danger  fhall  my  hopes  remove^ 
Becaufe  he  ftill  is  nigh. 

9  Therefore  my  heart  all  grief  defies. 

My  glory  does  rejoice  ; 
My  flefh  Ihall  reft,  in  hopes  to  rife, 
Wak'd  by  his  pow'rful  voice. 

10  Thou,  Lord,  when  I  refign  my  breath, 

My  foul  from  hell  ftialt  free  j 
Nor  let  thy  holy  one  in  death 
The  leaft  corruption  fee. 

1 1  Thou  ftialt  the  paths  of  life  difplay. 

Which  to  thy  prefence  lead  ; 
Where  pleafure^  dwell  without  ullayj 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 


20  Psalm  XVII. 

PSALM      XVII.       Common  metre. 

'  nn  O  my  juft  plea  and  fad  complaint 
X       Attend,  O  righteous  Lord  ; 
And  to  my  pray'r,  as  'tis  unfeign'd, 
A  gracious  ear  afford. 

2  As  in  thy  fight  I  am  approv'd. 

So  let  my  fentence  be  ;  ^ 

And  with  impartial  eyes,  O  Lord, 
My  upright  dealing  fee. 

3  For  thou  haft  fearch'd  my  heart  by  day, 

And  vifited  by  night ; 
And,  on  the  ftrideft  trial,  found 

Its  fecret  motions  right. 
Nor  fliall  thy  juftice.  Lord,  alone 

My  heart's  defigns  acquit ; 
For  I  have  purpos'd  that  my  tongue 

Shall  no  offence  commit. 

4  I  know  what  wicked  men  would  6^0^ 

Their  fafety  to  maintain  ; 
But  me  thy  juft  and  mild  commands 
From  bloody  paths  reftrain. 

5  That  I  may  ftill,  in  fpite  of  wrongs, 

My  innocence  fecure, 
O  guide  me  in  thy  righteous  ways, 
And  make  my  footfteps  fure. 
t  Since,  heretofore,  I  ne'er  in  vaia 
To  thee  my  pray'r  addrefs'd  ; 
O  !  now,  my  God,  incline  thine  ear 
To  this  my  juft  requeft. 
7  The  wonders  of  thy  truth  and  love 
In  my  defence  engage  ; 
Thou,  whofe  right  hand  preferves  thy  faints 
From  their  oppreftbrs'  rage. 

PART      IL 

S,  9  O  !  keep  me  in  thy  tend'reft  care  j  , 

Thy  fhelt'ring  wings  ftretch  out. 
To  guard  me  iufe  from  favage  foes, 
That  compafs  me  about : 


Psalm  XYIII;  ar 

10  0*ergrovm  with  luxury,  inclos'd' 

In  their  own  fat  th^y  lie  ; 
And,  with  a  proud  blaJpheniing  mouth. 
Both  God  and  man  defy. 

1 1  Well  may  they  boaft,  for  they  have  now 

My  paths  encompafs'd  round  ; 
Their  eyes  at  watch,  their  bodies  boVd^ 
And  couching  on  the  ground  ; 
1,2  In  pofture  of  a  lion  fet, 

When  greedy  of  his  prey  ; 
Or  a  young  lion,  when  he  lurks 
Within  a  covert  way. 

1 3  Arife,  O  Lord,  defeat  their  plots. 

Their  fwelling  rage  control  ; 
From  wicked  men,  who  are  tiiy  fword',.. 
Deliver  thou  my  fQul  ; 

1 4  From  worldly  men,  thy  fharpell  fcourge, 

Whofe  portion's  here  below  ; 
Who,  fill'd  with  earthly  ftores,  afpire 
No  other  blifs  to  know. 

15  Their  race  is  num'rous,  that  partake 

Their-fubftance  while  tliey  live  ; 
Their  heirs  furvive,  to  whom  they  may 
The  vaft  remainder  give. 

16  But  I,  in  uprightnefs,  thy  face 

Shall  view  without  control ; 
And,  waking,  fhall  its  imago  find 
Refle(5led  in  my  foul. 

PSALM      XVIII.       Long  metre. 

1,  2  "VTO  change  of  time  fhall  ever  fhock 

X\       My  firm  affeftion.  Lord,  to  thee  j 
For  thou  haft  always  been  a  rock, 

A  fortrefs  and  defence  to  me. 
Thou  my  deliv'rcr  art,  my  God  ; 

My  trufi;  is  in  thy  mighty  pow'r  ; 
Thou  art  my  fhield  frojr.  foes  abroad. 

At  home  my  fifeguard  and  my  towVv 

3  To  thee  I  will  addrefs  my  pray'r, 
To  whom  all  praife  we  juftly  owe ; 


ZZ  FSALM  XVIIf, 

So  fiiall  I,  by  thy  watchful  care, 

Be  guarded  from  my  treach'rous  foe, 
4,  5  By  floods  of  wicked  men  dlftrefs'd,  " 

With  feas  of  forrow  compafs'd  round. 

With  dire  infernal  pangs  opprefs'd. 
In  death's  unwieldy  fetters  bound. 

6  To  Heav'n  I  made  my  mournful  pray'r. 

To  God  addrefs'd  my  humble  moan  ; 
\^Tio  gracioufly  inclin'd  his  ear, 

And  Jjeard  me  from  his  lofty  throne. 

PART      II. 

7  When  God  arofe  my  part  to  take. 

The  confcious  earth  was  ftruck  with  fear  ; 
The  hills  did  at  his  prefence  fnake, 
Nor  could  his  dreadful  fury  bear. 

8  Thick  clouds  of  fmoke  difpers'd  abroad, 

Enfigns  of  wrath,  before  him  came  j 
Devouring  fire  around  him  glov/'d. 
That  coals  were  kindled  at  its  flame. 

9  He  left  the  beauteous  realms  of  light, 

Whilft  Heav'n  bow'd  down  its  awful  head  j 
Beneath  his  feet  fubftantial  night 

Was,  like  a  fable  carpet,  fpread. 
loThe  chariot  of  the  King  of  kings. 

Which  adive  troops  of  angels  drew. 
On  a  ft:rong  tempeft's  rapid  wings. 

With  moil  amazing  fwlftnefs  flew. 

II,  12  Black  wat'ry  mifts  and  clouds  confpir'd,. 
With  thickeft  fhades,  his  face  to  veil ; 
But  at  his  brightnefs  foon  retir'd, 
And  fell  in  ftiow'rs  of  fire  and  hail. 

13  Through  Heav'n's  wide  arch  a  thund'rlng  peal, 

God's  angry  voice  did  loudly  roar  ; 

While  earth's  fad  face  with  heaps  of  hail, 

And  flakes  of  fire,,  was  cover'd  o'er, 

14  His  fliarpen'd.  arrows  round  he  threw, 

Which  made  his  fcatter'd  foes  retreat ; 
Like  darts  his  nimble  light'nings  flew, 
And  quickly  finiih'd  their  defeat. 


Psalm  XVIII.  2,3 

a  c  The  deep  its  fecret  ftores  difclos'd, 

The  world's  foundations  naked  lay  ; 
By  his  avenging  wrath  expos'd, 

Which  fiercely  rag'd  that  dreadful  day. 

PART       III. 

1 6  The  Lord  did  on  my  fide  engage  ; 

From  Heav'n,  his  throne,  my  caufe  upheld  ; 
And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  furious  rage 

Of  threat'ning  wave?,  that  proudly  fwell'd. 

17  God  his  reiiftlefs  pow'r  employ'd 

My  ftrongefl  fo^s'  attempts  to  break  ; 
Wlio  elfe  with  eafe  had  foon  deftroy'd 
The  weak  defence  that  I  could  make. 

1 8  Their  fubtle  rage  had  near  prevail'd»  »■ 

When  T  diftrefs'd  and  friendkfs  lay  j 
But  ftill,  when  other  fuccours  fail'd, 

God  was  my  firm  fupport  and  (lay. 
29  From  dangers  that  enclos'd  me  round, 

He  brought  me  forth,  and  fet  me  free  ; 
For  fome  juft  caufe  his  goodnefs  found, 

That  mov'd  him  to  delight  in  me. 

20  Becaufe  in  me  no  guilt  remains, 

God  does  his  gracious  help  extend  : 
My  hands  are  free  from  bloody  ftains  ; 
Therefore  the  Lord  is  flil>  my  friend. 
21,  22  Fo%I  his  judgments  kept  in  fight. 
In  his  juft  paths  I  always  trod  ; 
I  never  did  his  ftatutes  flight, 

Nor  loofely  wander'd  from  my  God. 

'23,  24  But  ftill  my  foul,  fincere  and  pure, 
Did  ev'n  from  darling  fins  refrain  ; 
His  favours  therefore  yet  endure, 

Becaufe  my  he;.rt  and  hands  are  clean. 

-      P    A    R    T       IV. 

25,  26  Thou  fuit'ft,  O  Lord,  thy  righteous  ways 
To  various  paths  of  human  kind  ; 
They  who  for  mercy  merit  praife, 

With  thee  lliall  wond'rous  mercy  find. 


Vt,4:  Psalm  XVIIL 

Tiioii  to  the  juft  fhall  juftice  fhow-; 

The  pure  thy  purity  Ihall  fee  : 
Such  as  perverfely  choofe  to  go, 

Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee. 

27,  28  That  he  the  humble  foul  will  fave, 
And  cruih  the  haughty 's  boafted  might, 
In  me  the  Lord  an  inllance  gave, 

Whofe  darknefs  he  has  turn'd  to  light. 

29  On  his  firm  fuccour  I  rely'd, 

And  did  o'er  num'rous  foes  prevail ; 
Nor  fear'd,  whilft  he  was  on  my  fide, 
The  beft  defended  walls  to  fcale. 

30  For  God's  defigns  fhall  ftill  fucceed  ; 

His  word  will  bear  the  utmoft  teft  j 
He's  a  ftrong  fhield  to  all  that  need, 
And  on  his  fure  protedion  reft. 

31  Who  then  deferves  to  be  ador'd, 

But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  ? 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  X-ord, 
Can  with  reiiftlefs  pow'r  defend  ? 

PART      V. 

32,  33  'Tis  God  that  girds  my  aTmour  on. 
And  all  my  juil  defigns  fulfils  ; 
Through  him  my  feet  can  fwiftly  run. 
And  nimbly  climb  the  fteepeft  hills. 
34Lefrons  of  war  from  him  I  take, 

And  manly  weapons  learn  to  wield  ; 
Strong  bows  of  fteel  with  eafe  I  break, 
Forc'd  by  my  ftronger  arms  to  yield. 

^^  The  buckler  of  his  faving  health 
Proteds  me  from  affaulting  foes  ; 
His  hand  fuftains  me  ftill ;  my  wealth 
And  greatnefs  from  his  bounty  flows- 
3  6  My  goings  he  enlarg'd  abroad, 

Till  then  to  narrow  paths  confin'd  ; 
And,  when  in  flipp'ry  ways  I  trod, 
The  method  of  ray  fteps  defign'd. 

37  Through  him  I  num'rous  hofts  defeat. 
And  flying  fquadrons  captive  take  ; 


Psalm  XVIII. 

Nor  from  my  fierce  purfuit  retreat, 
Till  I  a  final  conqueft  make. 

38  Cover'd  with  wounds,  in  vain  they  try 

Their  vanquifh'd  heads  again  to  rear  ; 
Spite  of  their  boarted  llrength,  they  lie 
Beneath  my  feet,  and  grovel  there. 

39  God,  when  frefli  armies  take  the  field, 

Recruits  my  flrength,  my  courage  warms  j 
He  makes  my  ftrong  oppofers  yield, 
Subdu'd  by  my  prevailing  arms. 

40  Through  him  the  necks  of  proftrate  foes 

My  conqu'ring  feet  in  triumph  prefs  ; 
Aided  by  him,  I  root  out  thofe. 
Who  hate  and  envy  my  fuccefs. 

41  With  loud  complaints  all  f  iends  they  try'd  j 

But  none  was  able  to  defend  ; 
At  length  to  God  for  help  tliey  cry'd  ; 
But  God  would  no  affiftance  lend. 

42  Like  flying  duft,  which  winds  purfue. 

Their  broken  troops  I  fcatter'd  round  | 
Their  flaughter'd  bodies  forth  I  threw. 

Like  loathfome  dirt,  that  clogs  the  ground- 

P    A    R    T      VI. 

43  Our  faaious  tribes,  at  flrife  till  now, 

By  God's  appointment  me  obey  ; 
The  heathen  to  my  fceptre  bow, 
And  foreign  nations  own  my  fv/ay. 

44  Remotefl  realms  their  homage  fend. 

When  my  fuccefsful  name  they  hear  ; 
Strangers  for  m;/  commands  attend, 
Charm'd  with  refpeft,  or  aw'd  by  fear. 

45  All  to  my  fummons  tamdy  yield, 

Or  foon  in  battle  are  difm.ay'd  ; 
For  ftronger  holds  they  quit  the  field. 
And  ftill  in  ftrongeft  holds  afraid. 

46  Let  the  eternal  Lord  be  prais'd, 

The  rock  on  whofe  defence  I  refl  ! 

To  hJghelt  Heav'ns  his  name  be  rais'd, 

Who  me  with  his  falvation  blefsU 


2,6  Psalm  XIX, 

47  'Tis  God  that  ftill  fupports  my  right ; 

His  juft  revenge  my  foes  purfues  5 
'Tis  he,  that,  with  refiftlefs  might, 
Fierce  nations  to  my  yoke  fubdues. 

48  My  univerfal  fafeguard  he  ! 

From  whom  m.y  lafting  honours  flow  -, 
He  m.ade  me  great,  and  fet  me  free 
From  my  remorfelefs  bloody  foe. 

49  Therefore  to  celebrate  his  fame,  ^ 

My  grateful  voice  to  Heav'n  I'll  raife  ; 
And  nations,  ftrangers  to  his  name, 
Shall  thus  be  taught  to  fing  his  praife  ; 

50  "  God  to  his  king  deliv'rance  fends  ; 

«'  Shows  his  anointed  fignal  grace  j 
<«  His  mercy  evermore  extends 

*«  To  David,  and  his  promis'd  race." 

PSALM      XIX.       Common  tneire. 

1  r-|-^HE  Heav'ns  declare  thy  glory.  Lord, 

J_        Which  that  alone  can  fill  ; 
The  firmament  and  ftars  exprefs 
Their  great  Creator's  Ikill. 

2  The  dawn  of  each  returning  day 

Frefli  beams  of  knowledge  brings  ; 
And  from  the  dark  returns  cf  night 
Divine  inRrua:ion  fpxings. 

3  Their  pow'rful  language  to  no  realm 

Or  region  is  confin'd  ; 
'Tis  nature's  voice,  and  underftood 
Alike  by  all  mankind. 

4  Their  doftrine  does  its  facred  fenfe 

Through  earth's  extent  difplay  ; 
Whofe  bright  contents  the  circling  fun 
Does  round  the  v:orld  convey. 

5  No  bridegroom  on  his  nuptial  day, 

Has  fuch  a  cheerful  face  ; 
Mo  giant  diOZf,  like  him  rejoice 
To  run  his  glorious  race. 
(,  From  eafl:  to  v/eft,  from  weft  to  eafl, 
His  reftiefs  courfe  he  goes  ; 
And,  through  his  prcgrefs,  clieerful  light 
And  vital  warmth  beftow?. 


Psalm  XX, 

PART      II. 

7  God's  perfed  law  converts  the  foul ; 

Reclaims  from  falfe  defires  ; 
With  facred  wifdom  his  fure  word 
The  ignorant  infpircs. 

8  The  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  are  juft, 

And  brin?  fmcere  delieht ; 
Kis  pure  commands  in  fearch  of  truth 
Affift  the  feebleft  fight. 

9  His  perfe(ft  wcrlhlp  here  is  fix'd, 

On  fure  foundations  laid  ; 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  fcales 
Of  truth  and  juftice  weigh 'd  ; 

10  Of  more  efteem  than  golden  mines, 

Or  gold  refin'd  vrith  itill ; 
More  fweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comb  diilil. 

1 1  My  truily  counfcllors  they  are. 

And  friendly  warnings  give  ; 
Divine  rewards  attend  on  thofc, 
Who  by  thy  precepts-  live. 

12  But  what  frail  man  obferves  how  oft 

He  does  frc-m  virtue  fall  ? 
O  cleanfe  me  from  my  fecret  fault."?, 
Thou  God  that  kncw'ft  them  all ! 

1 3  Let  no  prefumptuous  fm,  O  Lord, 

Dominion  have  o'er  me  ; 
That,  by  thy  grace  preferv^d,  I  may 
The  great  tranfgreiTion  flee. 

14  So  fhall  my  pray'r  and  praifes  be 

With  thy  acceptance  bleft  ; 
And  I  fecure  on  thy  defence, 
My  ftrengih  and  faviour,  reft. 

PSALM      XX.       Common  metre-. 
I   'T^HE  Lord  to  thy  requeft  attend, 
JL        And  hear  thee  in  diflrefs  ; 
The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defend. 
And  grant  -hy  arms  fuccefs. 
X  To  aid  thee  from  on  high  repair, 
And  ftrength  from  Sion  give  j 


25  FSALM  XXL 

3  Remember  all  tKy  oiF'rings  there, 

Thy  facrifiee  receive. 

4  To  compafs  thy  own  heart's  defire 

Thy  counfels  ftill  direa  ; 
Make  kmdly  all  events  confpire 
'    To  bring  them  to  efFefl. 

5  To  thy  falvation,  Lord,  for  aid 

We  cheerfully  repair, 
With  banners  in  thy  name  difplay'd  ; 
«  The  Lord  accept  thy  pray'r." 

6  Our  hopes  are  fix'd,  that  now  the  Lord 

Our  fov'reign  will  defend  ; 
From  Heav'n  refiftlefs  aid  afford. 
And  to  his  pray'r  attend. 

7  Some  truft  in  fteeds  for  war  defign'd  j 

On  chariots,  fome  rely; 
Againfl  them  all  we'll  call  to  mind 
The  pow'r  of  Gpd  moft  high. 

8  But  from  their  fteeds  and  chariots  thrown, 

Behold  them  through  the  plain, 
Diforder'd,  broke,  and  trampled  down, 
Whilft  firm  our  troops  remain. 

9  Still  fave  us,  Lord,  and  ftill  proceed 

Our  rightful  caufe  to  blefs  ; 
Hear,  King  of  Heav'n,  in  times  of  need, 
The  pray'rs  that  we  addrefs. 

PSALM,    XXL       Conmion  metr?. 

t   r-p  HE  king,  O  Lord,  with  fongs  of  praife^ 
X        Shall  in  thy  ftrength  rejoice  ; 
With  thy  falvation  crown'd,  ftiall  raife 
To  Heav'n  his  cheerful  voice; 
%  For  thou,  whate'er  his  lips  requeft, 
Not  only  doft  impart ; 
But  haft,  with  thy  acceptance,  bleft 
The  wifties  of  his  heart. 
3  Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  tender  care 
Have  all  his  hopes  outgone  ; 
A  crown  of  gold  thou  mad' ft  him  wear, 
And  fett'ft  it  firmly  on. 


Psalm  XXI. 

4  He  pray'd  for  life  ;  and  thou,  O  Lord, 

Didil  to  his  pray'r  attend, 

And  gracioufly  to  him  afford 

A  life  that  ne'er  fhall  end. 

5  Thy  fure  defence  through  nations  round 

Has  fpreai  his  glorious  name  ; 
And  his  fuccefsful  adlions  cro^vTl'd 
With  majefty  and  fame. 

6  Eternal  bklllngs  thou  beftow'ft. 

And  mak'H  his  joys  incrcafe  ; 
Whilit  thou  to  him  unclouded  lliow'il: 
The  brightnefs  of  tliy  face. 

PART      II. 

7  Becaufe  the  king  on  God  alone 

For  timely  aid  relies  ; 
His  mercy  ftill  fupports  his  throne. 
And  all  his  vv'ants  fupplies. 

8  But  righteous  Lord,  thy  ftubborn  foes 

Shall  feel  thy  heavy  hand  ; 
Thy  vengeful  arm  fhall  find  out  thofe. 
That  hate  thy  mild  command. 

9  When  thou  againd  them  doft  engage, 

Thy  juft  but  dreadful  doom 
Shall,  like  a  glowing  oven's  rage, 
Their  hopes  and  them  confume. 

10  Nor  fhall  thy  furious  anger  ceafe, 

Or  with  their  ruin  end  ; 
But  root  out  all  their  guilty  race, 
And  to  their  feed  extend. 

11  For  all  their  thoughts  were  fet  on  ill. 

Their  hearts  on  malice  bent ; 
But  thou  with  watcluul  care  didfl  flill 
The  ill  effe(5ls  prevent. 

1 2  While  they  their  fwift  retreat  fliall  make 

To  Tcape  thy  dreadful  might. 
Thy  fwiftcr  arrows  fhall  o'crtake. 
And  gall  them  in  their  flight. 

13  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  ftrcngth  dlfclofe^ 

And  thus  exalt  thy  fame  j 

C2 


29 


30  Psalm  XXIT. 

Whilft  we  glad  fongs  of  praiie  compofe 
To  thy  almighty  name. 

PSALM      XXII.       Cctnmcn  tnetre. 

1  1\  /T  Y  God,  my  God,  why  leav'ft  thou  mc,. 
X V A     When  I  witli  anguifli  faint  I 

•  O  !  why  fo  far  from  mc  remov'd,  , 

And  from  my  loud  complaint  ? 

2  All  day,  but  all  the  day  unheard, 

To  thee  do  I  complain ; 
With  cries  implore  relief  all  nighty 
But  cry  all  night  in  vain. 

3  Yet  thou  art  ftill  the  righteous  Judge 

Of  innocence  opprcfs'd  ; 
And  therefore  Ifrael's  praifes  are 

Of  right  to  thee  addrefs'd. 
4,  5"  On  thee  our  anceftors  rely'd,. 

And  thy  deliv'rance  found  ; 
With  pious  confidence  they  pray'd, 

And  with  fuccefs  were  crown'd. 

6  But  I  am  treated  Hke  a  worm  j 

Like  none  of  human  birth  ; 
Not  only  by  the  great  revil'd^ 
But  made  the  rabble's  mirth. 

7  With  laughter  all  the  gazing  crowd 

My  agonies  iurvey  ; 
They  fhoot  the  Mp,  they  fhake  the  head» 
And  thus  deriding  fay  5 

8  "  In  God  he  trufled,  boafting  oft 

"  That  he  was  Heav'n's  delight ; 
*«  Let  God  come  dov/n  to  fave  him  now, 
«<  And  own  his  favourite." 

PART      IL 

9  Thou  mad'ft  my  teeming  mother's  womb 

A  living  offspring  bear  ; 
When  but  a  fuelling  at  the  breaft, 
I  was  thy  early  care. 

10  Thou,  guardian-like,  didft  Ihield  from  \VTOngs 

My  htlplefs  infant  days  ; 
And  fmce  haft  been  my  God,  and  guide 
Through  life's  bewil4«r'd  ways. 


Psalm  XXILI  31 

1 1  \Wthdraw  not  then  fo  far  from  me, 

When  trouble  is  fo  nigh  ; 
O,  fend  me  help  !  thy  help,  on  which 
I  only  can  rely. 

12  High  pamper'd  bulls,  a  frowning  he:.;. 

From  Bafan's  foreft  met, 
With  ftrength  proportion'd  to  their  rage, 
Have  me  around  befet. 

13  They  gape  on  me,.and  ev'ry  mouth 

A  yawning  grave  appears  ; 
The  defert  lion's  favage  roar 
Lefs  dreadful  is  than  theirs.. 

PART      III.        , 

14  My  blood  like  water  fpill'd,  my  joints 

Are  rack'd  and  out  of  frame  ; 
My  heart  didblves  within  my  breaft, 
Like  wax  before  the  flame. 

15  My  ftrength,  like  potter's  earth,  is  parch'd  j 

My  tongue  cleaves  to  my  jaws  ; 

And  to  the  filent  fliaJes  of  death 
My  fainting  foul  withdraws. 

J 6  Like  blood-hounds,  to  furround  me,  they 
In  pack'd  alfemblies  meet  : 
They  pierc'd  my  inofFenfive  hands  ; 
They  pierc'd  my  harmlefs  feet. 

17  My  body's  rack'd,  till  all  my  bone" 

Diftindly  may  be  told  ; 
Yet  fuch  a  fpe<ftacle  of  woe- 
As  paftime  they  behold. 

18  As  fpoil,  my  garments  they  divide, 

Lots  for  my  vefture  caft  ; 

19  Therefore  approach,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength. 

And  to  my  fuccour  hafte. 

20  From  their  fharp  fwords  proteil  thou  me  ; 

Of  all  but  life  bereft : 
Nor  let  my  darling  in  the  pow'r 
Of  cruel  dogs  be  left. 

21  To  fave  me  from  the  lion's  jaws. 

Thy  prefent  fuccour  fend  ; 

As  once,  from  goring  unicorns, 

Thou  didft  my  life  defend. 


$z  Psalm  XXII. 

22  Then  to  my  brethren  I'll  declare 

The  ti-iumphs  of  thy  name  ; 
In  prefence  of  aiTerabled  faints 
Thy  glory  thus  proclaim  : 

23  «  Ye  worfliippers  of  Jacob's  God, 

«  All  you  ©f  Ifrael'S  line, 
"  O  praife  the  Lord,  and  to  your  praife 
"  Sincere  obedience  join. 

24  "  He  ne'er  difdain'd  on  low  diilrefs 

"  To  cafl  a  gracious  eye  ; 
"  Nor  turn'd  from,  poverty  his  face^ 
••  But  hears  its  humble  cry.'* 

PA    R    T      IV. 

25  Thus,  in  thy  facred  courts,  will  I 

My  cheerful  thanks  expreis  ; 
In  prefence  of  thy  faints  psrfurna 
The  vov.-s  of  my  diilrefs. 

26  The  meek  companions  of  my  grief 

Shall  find  my  table  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  fliall  be 
V/ith  joys  immortal  fed. 

2  7  Then  fhall  the  glad  converted  world 
To  God  their  homage  pay; 
And  fcatter'd  nations  of  the  earth 
One  fov'reign  Lord  obey. 
i8  'Tis  his  fupreme  prerogative 
O'er  fT*5Je(5t  kings  to  reign  ; 
'Tis  juft  that  he  ftiould  rule  the  world, 
Who  does  the  world  fuftain. 

39  The  rich,  who  are  with  plenty  f^dy 

His  bounty  muft  confefs  ; 
The  fons  of  want,  by  him  reliev'd, 

Their  gen'rous  patron  blefs. 
With  humble  worfhip  to  his  throne 

They  all  for  aid  refort ; 
That  pow'r,  which  firlt  their  beings  gave^ 

Can  only  them  fupport. 

30,  3 1  Then  fhall  a  chcfen  fpotlefs  race, 
Devoted  to  his  name, 
To  their  admiring  heirs  his  truthj 
And  glorious  a<fts,  proclaim. 


Psalm  XXHI,  XXIV.  33 


PSALM       XXIII.       Co7nmon  7netre. 

J  rr-i  HE  Lord  hlmfelf,  the  mighty  Lord, 
J.        Vouchfafes  to  be  my  guide  ; 
The  fhepher^,  by  \vhof^2  conftant  care^ 
My  wants  are  all  lupply'd. 

2  In  ten  '.or  graf<;  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repofe  ; 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  ihades,  and  where 
Refrcfhing  water- flows. 

3  He  does  my  wandering  foul  reclaim, 

And,  to  his  cndlcfs  praife, 
Inftruct  with  humble  zeal  to -walk 
In  his  moft  ri..  hteous  ways. 

4  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 

From  fear  and  danger  free  ; 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  ftaff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  In  prefence  of  my  fpiteful  foes 

He  does  my  table  fpread  ; 
He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wine. 
With  oil  anoints  my  head. 

6  Since  God  doth  thus  his  v/ond'rous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend, 
That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
And  in  his  temple  fpend. 

PSALM      XXIV.       Comj7io7i  metre. 

1  rnpiHE  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

JL        The  Lord's  her  fulnefs  is  ; 
The  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein, 
By  ibv'reign  right  are  his. 

2  He  fram'd  and  rix'd  it  on  the  feas  : 

And  his  almighty  hand. 
Upon  inconrta-''-  floods,  has  made 
The  itable  fabric  Hand. 

3  But  for  himself,  this  Lord  of  all 

On,,  choicn  feat  defign'd  ; 
O  !  v/ho  fhall  to  that  lacred  hill 
Dcfcrv'U  admittance  find  I 


34  Psalm  XXV.      T 

4  The  man,  whofe  hands  and  heart  are  pure^ 

Whofe  thoughts  from  pride  are  free ; 
Who  honefl  poverty  prefers 
To  gainful  perjury. 

5  This,  this  IS  he,  on  whom  the  Lord 

Shall  fhow'r  his  bleffings  down-; 
Whom  God,  his  faviour,  ihall  vouchfafe 
With  righteoufnefs  to  crown. 

6  Such  is  the  race  of  faints,  by  whom 

The  facred  courts  are  trod ; 
And  fuch  the  profelytes  that  feek 
The  face  of  Jacob's  God. 

7  Fre<5t  your  heads,  eternal  gatesi,     , 

Unfold,  to  entertain 
The  King  of  Glory  :  fee  !  he  comes 
With  his  celeftial  train. 

8  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory  ?  who  ? 

The  Lord,  for  ftrength  renown'd  j 
In  battle  mighty  ;  o'er  his  foes 
Eternal  vi(ftor  crown'd. 

9  Eredl  your  heads,  ye  gates  j  unfold 

In  ftate  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory  :  fee  !  he  comes 
With  all  his  fhining  train. 

10  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory  ?  who  > 

The  Lord  of  hofls  renown'd  ; 
Of  glory  he  alone  is  King, 
Who  is  with  glory  cro-'A^'d^ 

PSALM      XXV.      SSori  metre. 
'  O  God,  in  whom  I  truft, 

1  lift  my  heart  and  voice  j 

O  !  let  me  not  be  put  to  fhame, 
Nor  let  my  foes  rejoice. 
3  Thofe  who  on  thee  rely. 
Let  no  di/grace  attend  j 
Be  that  the  fhameful  lot  of  fuch, 
As  wilfully  offend. 

4,  5  To  me  thy  truth  impart, 
And  lead  me  i^n  thy  way  j 


* 


Psalm  XXV.  ^| 

for  thou  art  he  that  brings  me  help  ; 

On  thee  I  wait  all  day. 
t  Thy  mercies,  and  thy  love,  111 

O  Lord,  recall  to  mind  ; 
■And  gracioiifly  continue  ftill, 

As  thou  wert  ever,  kind. 

J  Let  all  my  youtliful  crimes 
Be  blotted  out  by  thee  ; 
And,  for  thy  wond'rous  goodnefs'  fake,  > 

in  mercy  think  on  me. 
3  His  mercy,  and  his  truth, 

The  righteous  ]L.ord  difplays, 
in  bringing  wand'ring  fmners  home, 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 

^  He  thofe  in  juftice  guides,  >  < 

Who  his  dired^ion  feek  ; 
And  in  his  jGicred  paths  fhall  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek, 
lo  Through  all  the  ways  of  God 
Both  truth  and  mercy  fhine, 
To  fuch  as,  with  religious  hearts. 
To  his  blefl  will  incline. 

P    A    R    T      II. 

n  Since  m.ercy  is  the  grace. 
That  moft  exalts  thy  fame. 
Forgive  my  heinous  fm,  O  Lord, 
And  fo  advance  thy  name. 
I  z  Whoe'er,  with  humble  fear. 
To  God  his  duty  pays, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  a  fait]:ful  guide, 
In  all  his  righteous  ways. 

1 3  His  quiet  foul  with  peace 
Shall  be  for  ever  blefs'd  ; 
And  by  his  num'rous  race  the  land 
Succeflively  pofTef^'d. 
J  4  For  God  to  all  his  faints 
His  fecret  will  imparts. 
And  docs  his  gracious  cov'nant  write 
In  their  obedient  hearts. 

I J  To  him  I  lift  my  eyes, 
And  wait  his  timely  aid. 


36  Psalm  XXVL 

"Who  breaks  the  ftrong  and  treach'rous  fnare» 
Which  for  my  feet  was  laid. 
•»6  O  *  turn,  and  all  my  griefs. 
In  mercy,  Lord,  redrefs  ; 
For  I  am  compafs'd  round  with  woes. 
And  plung'd  in  deep  diftrcfs. 

J  7  The  forrows  of  my  heart 
To  mighty  fums  increafe  ; 

0  }  from  this  dark  and  difmal  ftate 
My  troubled  foul  releafe  ! 

•3t  8  Do  thou,  with  tender  eyes. 
My  fad  afBi(flion  fee  ; 
Acquit  me,  Lord,  and  from  my  guilt 
Entirely  fet  me  free. 

■x^  Confider,  Lord,  my  foes, 

How  vaft  their  numbers  grow ! 
What  lawlefs  force  and  rage  they  ufe. 
What  boundlefs  hate  they  Ihow  ! 
20  Prote(n;,  and  fet  my  foul 

From  their  fierce  malice  free  ; 
Nor  let  me  be  afham'd,  who  place 
My  ftedfaft  truft  in  thee. 

a  I  Let  all  my  righteous  adts 
To  full  perfedion  rife  ; 
Becaufe  Ttny  firm  and  conftant  hope 
On  thee  alone  relies. 
22  To  Ifrael's  chofen  race 
Continue  ever  kind  ; 
And,  in  the  midft  of  all  their  wants, 
Let  them  thy  fuccour  find. 

PSALM      XXVI.       Common  metre. 
1    TUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  for  I  the  paths 
J       Of  righteoufnefs  have  trod  ;^ 

1  cannot  fail,  who  all  my  trufl 

Repofe  on  thee,  my  God. 
2,  3  Search  thou  my  heart,  whofe  iilnocence 
Will  fhine  the  more  'tis  try'd; 
For  J  have  kept  thy  grace  in  view, 
And  made  thy  truth  my  guide= 

4  I  never  for  companions  took 
The  idle  or  profane ; 


Psalm  XXVII.         .        \y 

No  hypocrite,  with  all  his  arts, 
Could  e'er  my  friendihip  gain. 
5  I  hate  the  bufy  plotting  crew, 
^       Who  make  diitraded  times  ; 
And  fhun  their  wicked  company, 
As  I  avoid  their  crimes. 

-6  I'll  wafh  my  hands  in  innocence, 
And  bring  a  heart  fo  pure, 
That,  when  thy  altar  I  approach. 
My  welcome  fhall  fecure. 
7,  8  My  thanks  111  publilh  there,  and  tell 
How  thy  renown  excels  ; 
That  feat  affords  me  moft  delight, 
In  which  thy  honour  dwells. 

-9  Pafs  not  on  me  the  fmners'  doom, 

Who  murder  make  their  trade  ; 
«10  Who  others'  rights,  by  fecret  bribes. 

Or  open  force,  invade. 
II  But  I  will  walk  in  paths  of  truth. 

And  innocence  purfoe  ; 
Prote<5t  me,  therefore,  and  to  mc 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  renew. 

4  2  In  fpite  of  all  a/Taulting  foes, 
I  ftill  maintain  my  ground  ; 
And  fliall  furvive  among  thy  faints, 
Thy  praifes  to  refound. 

PSALM     XXVII.      Cojymion  metrv^ 

1  "TXTHOM  fhould  I  fear,  fmce  God  to  me 

V  V        Is  faving  health  and  light  ? 
Since  flrongly  he  my  life  fupports, 
What  can  my  foul  affright  ? 

2  With  fierce  intent  my  fleih  to  tear, 

When  foes  befct  me  round. 
They  (tumbled,  and  their  haughty  crefts 
Were  made  to  ftrike  the  ground. 

3  Through  him  my  heart,  undaunted,  dares 

With  mighty  hofts  to  cope  ; 
Through  him,  in  doubtful  ilraits  of  war, 
For  good  fuccefs  I  hope. 
D 


38  Psalm  XXVII. 

4  Henceforth,  within  his  houfe  to  dwell 

I  earneftly  defire  ; 
His  wond'rous  beauty  there  to  view, 
And  of  his  will  inquire. 

5  For  there  I  may  with  comfort  reft. 

In  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 
And  fafe,  as  on  a  rock,  abide 
In  that  fecure   recefs  .* 

6  WHiilfl  God  o'er  all  my  haughty  foes 

My  lofty  head  Ihall  raife  ; 
And  I  my  joyful  tribute  bring, 
With  grateful  fongsof  praife. 

P    A    H    T      II. 

7  Continue,  Lord,  to  hear  my  voice. 

Whene'er  to  thee  I  cry  ; 
In  mercy  my  complaints  receive, 
Nor  my  requeft  deny. 

8  When  us  to  feek  thy  glorious  face 

Thou  kindly  doft  advife  ; 
«  Thy  glorious  face  I'll  always  feek," 
My  grateful  heart  replies. 

9  Then  hide  not  thou  thy  face,  0  Lord, 

Nor  me  in  wrath  rejed  } 
My  God  and  Saviour,  leave  not  him 
Thou  didft  fo  oft  pro^ea. 

10  Though  all  my  friends,  and  kindred  too, 

Their  helplefs  charge  forfake  ; 
Yet  thou,  whofe  love  excels  them  all. 
Wilt  care  and  pity  take. 

1 1  Inftrudl  me  In  thy  paths,  O  Lord  ; 

My  ways  diredly  guide  ;  _ 
Left  envious  men,  who  watcii  my  fteps, 
Should  fee  me  tread  afide. 

1 2  Lord  difappoint  my  cruel  foes  ; 

Defeat  their  ill  defire, 
Whofe  lying  lips,  and  bloody  hands, 
Againfl.  ray  peace  confpire. 

x?  I  trufted  that  my  future  life 

Should  v/ith  thy  love  be  crown'd ; 
Gr  elfe  my  fainting  foul  had  funk, 
With  forrov/s  compaf&'d  round.' 


Psalm  XXVIII.  39 

14  God's  time  with  patient  faith  expe^, 
Who  will  infpire  thy  breafl 
With  inward  ftrength  :  do  thou  thy  part, 
Aud  leave  to  him  the  reft. 

PSALM     XXVIII.      Common  metre. 

1  /^  LORD,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry,   . 
V^       In  fighs  confame  my  breath  ; 

O  !  anfwer,  or  I  ihall  become 
Like  thofe  that  fleep  in  death. 

2  Regard  my  fupplication,  Lord, 

The  cries  that  I  repeat. 
With  weeping  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
Before  thy  mercy-feat. 

3  Let  me  efcape  the  finners'  doom. 

Who  make  a  trade  of  ill ; 
And  ever  fpeak  the  perfon  fair, 
Whofe  blood  they  mean  to  fpilL 

4  According  to  their  crimes'  extent, 

Let  juftice  have  its  courfe  ; 
Relentlefs  be  to  them,  as  they 
Have  fmn'd  without  remorfe. 

5  Since  they  the  works  ci  God  defpife, 

Nor  will  his  grace  adore  ; 
His  v,Tath  fhall  utterly  deftroy, 
And  build  them  up  no  more. 

6  But  T,  with  due  acknowledgment. 

His  praifes  will  refound, 
From  whom  the  cries  of  my  diftrefa 
A  gracious  anfwer  found. 

7  My  heart  its  confidence  repos'd 

In  God,  my  ftrength  a'nd  ftiield  ; 
In  him  I  tmfted,  and  return'd 

Triumphant  from  the  field. 
As  he  hath  made  my  joys  complete, 

'Tisjuftthat  Ifhouldraife 
The  cheerful  tribute  of  my  thanks, 

And  thus  refound  his  praife  : 

8  <'  His  aiding  pow'r  fupports  the  troops,. 

««  That  my  juft  caufe  maintain  : 


40  Psalm  XXIX. 

'«  'Twas  he  advanc'd  mc  to  the  throne  5 

•'  'Tis  he  fccures  my  reign." 
9  Prefcrve  thy.  chofen,  and  proeeed 

Thine  heritage  to  blefs  ; 
With  plenty  profper  them,  in  peace  ; 

In  battle  with  fucccfs. 

P  -S  A  L  M     XXIX.      Long  metre, 

I   "\7'E  princes,  that  in  might  excel, 
X       Your  grateful  fr-'rilice  prepare  ;. 
God's  glorious  adlions  loudly  tell, 
His  wond'rous  power  to  all  declare* 
J  To  his  greaJt  name  frefh  altars  raife  ; 
Devoutly  due  refped  afford  ; 
Him  in  his  holy  temple  praife, 

Where  he's  with  folemui  (late  ador'cL 

3  'Tis  he  that,  with  amazing  nolfe, 

The  wat'ry  clouds  in  funder  breaks  j 
The  ocean  trembles  at  his  voice, 

When  he  from  Heav'n  in  thunder  fpeaks.. 
43  5  How  full  of  power  his  voice  appears  ! 
With  what  majeftic  terror  cro\\Ti'd  ! 
Which  from  their  roots  tall  cedars  tears, 
And  llrows  their  fcatter'd  branches  round*. 

5  They,  and  tlie  hills  on  which  they  grow, 
Are  fometimes  hurried  far  away  ; 
And  leap,  like  hinds  that  bounding  go. 
Or  unicorns  in  youthful  play. 
7,  8  When  God  in  thunder  loudly  fpeaks, 
And  fcatter'd  flames  of  lightning  fends. 
The  forell  nods,  the  defert  quakes. 
And  ftubborn  Kadeih  lowly  bends. 

9  He  makes  the  hinds  to  caft  their  young. 
And  lays  the  beads'  dark  coverts  bare  \ 
While  thofe  that  to  his  courts  belong,. 
Securely  fmg  his  praifes  there. 
10,  1 1  God  rules  the  angry  floods  on  high  ;. 
His  boundlefs  fway  fhall  never  ceafe  ; 
His  faints  with  ftrength  he  will  fupply, 
And  blefs  his  own  with  conftant  peace,. 


Psalm  XXX.  41 

PSALM     XXX.      Common  mstrc. 

I  T  'LL  celebrate  thy  praifes,  Lord, 
X      Who  didd  thy  pow'r  employ 
To  raife  my  drooping  head,  and  check 

My  foes'  infulting  joy. 
2,  3  In  my  diftrefs  I  cry'd  to  thee, 
Who  kindly  didft  relieve, 
And  from  the  graves'  expeding  jaws 
My  hopelefs  life  retrieve. 

4  Thus  to  his  courts,  ye  faints  of  his, 

With  fongs  of  praife  repair  ; 
With  me  commeniorate  his  truth, 
And  providential  care. 

5  His  Avrath  has  but  a  moment's  reign, 

His  favour  no  decay  ; 
Your  night  of  grief  is  recompens'd 
With  joy's  returning  day. 

6  But  I,  in  profp'rous  days,  prefum'd  j 

No  fudden  change  I  fear'd  ; 
Whilft  in  my  funfhine  of  fuccefs 
No  low'ring  cloud  appear'd. 

7  But  foon  I  found  thy  favour.  Lord, 

My  empire's  only  truft  ; 
For,  when  thou  hid'il  thy  face,  I  faw 
My  honour  laid  in  dull. 

8  Then,  as  I  vainly  had  prefum'd. 

My  error  I  confefs'd  ; 
And  thus,  with  fupplicating  voice, 
Thy  mercy's  throne  addrefs'd  : 

9  "  What  profit  is  there  in  my  blood, 

"  Congeal'd  by  death's  cold  night  ? 
**  Can  filent  afhes  fpeak  thy  praife, 
*•  Thy  wond'rous  truth  recite  ? 

10"  Hear  me,  O  Lord  ;  in  mercy  hear  ; 
*'  Thy  wonted  aid  extend  ; 
*'  Do  thou  fend  helpi  on  whom  alone 
"  I  can  for  help  depend." 

II  *Tis  done  !  thou  haft  my  mournful  fcenc 

To  fongs  and  dances  turn'd  j 

D2 


42  Psalm  XXXI. 

Invefted  me  with  robes  of  ftate, 
Who  late  in  fackcloth  mourn'J. 
J 2  Exalted  thus,  I'll  gladly  fing- 
Thy  praife  in  grateful  verfe  ;. 

And,  as  thy  favours  endlefs  are,. 
Thy  endlefs  praife  rehearfe. 

PSALM    XXXI.      Short  metre* 

1  "T^EFEND  me.  Lord,  from  fhame, 
XJ      For  ftill  I  truft  in  thee  ; 

As  juft  and  righteous  is  thy  name, 
From  danger  fet  me  free. 

2  Bow  down  thy  gracious  ear,. 

And  fpeedy  fiiccour  fend  ; 
Do  thou  my  ftedfaft  rock  appear, 
To  Ihelter  and  defend. 

3  Since  thou,  when  foes  opprefs. 

My  rock  and  fortrefs  art, 
To  guide  me  forth  from  this  diflrefsy 
Thy  wonted  help  impart. 

4  Releafe  me  from  the  fnare, 

"Which  they  have  clofely  laid  ; 
Since  I,  O  God,  my  ftrength,  repair 
To  thee  alone  for  aid. 

5  To  thee,  the  God  of  truth, 

My  life,  and  all  that's  mine, 
(For  thou  preferv'dft  me  from  my  youth) 
I  willingly  refign. 

6  All  vain  dciigns  I  hate 

Of  thofe  that  truft  in  lies  ; 
And  ftill  my  foul,  in  every  ftate,^ 
To  God'  fbr  fuccour  flies. 

PART      n. 

7  Thofe  mercies  thou  haft  fhown-, 

I'll  cheerfully  exprefs  ; 
For  thou  haft  feen  my  ftraits,  and  known> 
My  foul  in  deep  diilrefs. 

8  When  Keilah's  treach'rous  race 

Did  all  my  ftrength  inclofe, 
Thou  gav'ft  my  feet  a  larger  fpace^. 
To  Ihuii  my  watchful  foes. 


Psalm  XXXI/      ^  4.3 

9  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  difplay, 

And  hear  my  juft  complaint  ? 
For  bodi  my  foul  and  flefh  decay^ 
With  grief  and  hunger  faint. 

10  Sad  thoughts  my  life  opprefs  ; 

My  years  are  fpent  in  groans  ; 
My  fms  have  made  my  flrength  decreafe^ 
And  ev'n  confum'd  my  bones. 

11  My  foes  my  fuff 'rings  mock'd  ; 

My  neighbours  did  upbraid  ; 
My  friends,  at  fight  of  me,  were  Ihock'd, 
And  fled,  as  men  difmay'd. 

12  Forfook  by  all  am  I, 

As  dead,  and  out  of  mind  j 
And  Hke  a  fhatter'd  veiTel  lie, 
Whofe  parts  can  ne'er  be  join'd. 

13  Yet  fland'rous  words  they  fpeak, 

And  feem  my  pow'r  to  dread  ; 
WHiilft  they  together  counfel  take^. 
My  guiltlefs  blood  to  Ihed. 

14  But  ftill  my  ftedfaft  truft 

I  on  thy  help  repofe  : 
That  thou,  my  God,  art  good  and  juffj. 
My  foul  with  comfort  knows. 

PART      III. 

15  Whate'er  events  betide, 

Thy  wifdom  times  them  all  ; 
Then,  Lord,  thy  fervant  fafely  hide 
From  thofe  that  feek  his  fall. 

16  The  brightnefs  of  thy  face 

To  me,  O  Lord,  difclofe  ; 
And,  as  thy  mercies  ftill  increafe, 
Preferve  me  from  my  foes. 

17  Me  from  difhonour  fave, 

Who  ftill  have  call'd  on  thee  ; 
Let  that,  and  filence  in  the  grave, 

The  fmner's  portion  be. 
l8Do  thou  their  tongues  rcftrain, 

Whofe  breath  in  hcs  is  fp'-^nt ; 
Who  falfc  reports,  with  juoud  difdaift;. 

Againll  the  righteous  vent. 


44  Psalm  XXXIL 

19  How  great  thy  mercies  are 
i  To  fuch  as  fear  thy  name, 

Which  thou  for  thofe  that  truft  thy  care^ 
Doft  to  the  world  proclaim  ! 

20  Thou  keep'ft  them  in  thy  fight, 

From  proud  opprelfors  free  ; 
From  tongues  that  do  in  ftrife  delight, 
They  are  preferv'd  by  thee. 

21  With  glory  and  renown 

God's  name  be   ever  bleft  ; 
Whofe  love,  in  Keilah's  well-fenc'd  townit 
Was  wond'roufly  exprefs'd  ! 

22  I  faid,  in  hafty  flight, 

"  I'm  banifh'd  from  thine  eyes  ;" 
Yet  ftill  thou  keep'ft  me  in  thy  fight, 
And  heard'ft  my  eanieft  cries. 

23  O  !  all  ye  faints,  the  Lord 

With  eager  love  purfue  ; 
Who  to  the  juft  will  help  affordf,- 
And  give  the  proud  their  due^ 

24  Ye  that  on  God  rely, 

Courageoufly  proceed  ;. 
For  he  will  ftill  your  hearts  fupply 
With  ftrengthj  in  time  of  need. 

PSALM    XXXII.-     Long  metre. 

1  T  T  E's  blefl:  whofe  fms  have  pardon  gain'd, 
X  A     No  more  in  judgment  to  appear  j 

2  Whofe  guilt  remiffion  has  obtain 'd. 

And  whofe  repentance  is  fmcere. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  the  fretting  fore, 

My  bones  confum'd  without  relief; 
All  day  did  I  with  anguilh  roar  ; 

But  no  complaints  alTuag'd  my  grief. 

4  Heavy  on  me  thy  hand  remain'd, 

By  day  and  ni^ht  alike  diftrefs'd, 
Till  quite  of  vital  moifture  drain'd, 

Like  land  wiih  furx.mer's  drought  opprefs'd. 

5  No  fooner  I  my  wound  difclos'd, 

The  guilt  that  tortui^d  me  within, 


Psalm  XXXIII.  45 

But  thy  forgivenefs  interpos'd, 

And  mercy's  bcaUng  balm  pour'd  In. 

6  True  penitents  fhull  thus  fucceecT, 

Who  feek  thee  whillt  thou  may'fl  be  found  ; 
And,  from  the  common  deluge  freed, 
Shall  fee  remorfekfs  flnncrs  drown'd.. 

7  Thy  favour,  Lord,  in  all  dillrefs. 

My  tow'r  of  refuge  I  muft  own  '^ 
Thou  Ihalt  my  haughty  foes  fupprefs, 
And  me  with  fongs  of  triumph  crown. 

8  In  my  indrudtion  then  confide, 

Ye  that  would  truth's  f;ife  path  defcry  ; 
Your  progref?  I'll  fecurely  guide, 
And  keep  you  in  my  watchful  eye» 

9  Submit  yourfelves  to  wifdom's  rule, 

Like  men  that  reafon  have  attain'd  ; 
Not  like  th'  imgovern'd  horfe  and  mule, 
Whofe  fury  muft  be  cui-b'd  and  rein'd. 

10  Sorrows  on  forrows  multiply 'd, 

The  harden'd  fmner  fhall  confound  j 
But  them  who  in  his  truth  confide, 
Bleflings  of  mercy  fhall  furround. 

1 1  His  faints,  that  have  perform'd  his  laws. 

Their  life  in  triumph  fhall  employ  ; 
Let  them,  as  they  alone  have  caufe. 
In  grateful  raptures  fliout  for  joy. 

PSALM     XXXIII.      Common  7neire-^ 

1    T     ET  all  the  juft  to  God,  with  joy, 
i  J      Their  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
For  well  tJie  righteous  it  becomes 
To  fmg  glad  fongs  of  praife. 
2,  3  Let  harps,  and  pfalteries,  and  lutes, 
In  joyful  concert  meet ; 
And  new-made  fongs  of  loud  applaufe 
The  harmony  complete. 

4,  5  For  faithful  is  the  word  of  God  ; 
His  works  with  truth  aboimd  ; 
He  juftice  loves  ;  and  all  the  earth 
Is  with  his  goodncfs  crown'd. 


46  Psalm  XXXIII. 

6  By  his  almighty  word,  at  firft, 

The  heav'nly  arch  was  rear'd  ; 
And  all  the  beauteous  hofls  of  light 
At  his  command  appearVh 

7  The  fwelling  floods,  together  roll'd* 

He  makes  in  heaps  to  lie  ; 
And  lays,  as  in  a  ftorehoufe  fafe, 

The  wat'ry  treafures  by. 
8,  9  Let  earth,  and  all  that  dwell  therein, 

Before  him  trembling  ftand  ; 
For,  when  he  fpake  the  word,  'twas  made  j 

'Twas  fix'd  at  his  command. 

10  He,  v/hen  the  heathen  clofely  plot,. 

Their  councils  undermines  ; 
His  wifdom  inefFedual  makes 
The  peoples'  rafh  defigns. 

11  Whate'er  the  mighty  Lord  decrees 

Shall  ftand  for  ever  fure  ; 
The  fettled  purpofe  of  his  heart 
To  ages  ihall  endure. 

PART      IT. 

12  How  happy  then  are  they,  to  whom 

The  Lord  for  God  is  known  ! 
Whom  he,  from  all  the  world  befides. 

Has  chofen  for  his  own. 
13,  14,  15  He  all  the  nations  of  the  earth, 

From  Heav'n,  his  throne,  furvey'd  ; 
He  faw  their  works,  and  view'd  their  thoughts  ; 

By  him  their  hearts  were  mrje. 

16,  17  No  king  is  fafe  by  num'rous  hofts  ; 
Their  ftren;>-th  the  ftrong  deceives  : 
No  manag'd  horfe,  by  force  or  fpeed, 
His  warlike  rider  faves. 
18,  19  'Tis  God,  who  thofe  that  truft  in  him 
Beholds  with  gracious  eyes  ; 
He  frees  their  fouls  from  death  ;  their  want,, 
In  time  of  dearth,  fupplies. 

ao,  2 1  Our  foul  on  God  with  patience  waits  j 
Our  help  and  ihield  is  he ; 


Psalm  XXXIV.  4.7^ 

Then,  Lord,  let  ftill  our  hearts  rejoice, 

Becaufe  we  trufl  in  thee. 
2  2  The  riches  ot  thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Do  thou  to  us  extend ; 
Since  we,  for  all  we  want  or  wifh, 

On  thee  alone  depend. 

P  S  A  L  INI     XXXIV.      Covimo7i  ?vetfe. 

1  ^Tn  H ROUGH  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life, 

I         In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praifes  of  my  Qod  Ihall  ftill 
!My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boail, 

Till  all  that  are  diftreft, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  reft. 

3  O  !  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  rae  exalt  his  name  : 

4  When  in  dlftrefs  to  him  I  call'd, 

He  to  my  refcue  came. 

5  Their  drooping  hearts  were  foon  refrefti'd, 

Who  look'd  to  him  for  aid  ; 
Defir'd  fuccefs  in  ev'ry  face 
A  cheerful  air  difplay'd. 

6  "  Behold,  (fay  they)  behold  the  man, 

"  Wliom  Providence  reliev'd  ; 
"  The  man  fo  dang'roufly  befet, 
"  So  wond'rouily  retriev'd  !" 

7  The  hofts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  tlie  juft  ; 
Deliv'rance  he  affords  to  all, 
Who  on  his  fuccour  truft. 

8  0  !  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide 
How  bleft  they  arc,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

9  Fear  him,  ye  faints  ;  and  you  will  thon 

Have  notliing  elfe  to  fear  : 
Make  you  his  fervice  your  delight, 
Your  wants  fliall  be  his  earc- 


48  Psalm  XXXIV. 

so  While  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 
The  Lord  will  food  provide 
For  fuch  as  put  their  trufl  in  him. 
And  fee  their  needs  fupply'd. 

P    A    R    T      IL 

1 1  Approach,  ye  pioufly  difpos'd, 

And  my  inftru(flion  hear  ; 
I'll  teach  you  the  true  difcipliHC 
Of  his   reliGfious  fear. 

12  Let  him  who  length  of  life  defires, 

And  profp'rous  days  would  fee, 

13  From  fland'ring  language  keep  his  tongue^ 

His  lips  from  falfehood  free  ; 

14  The  crooked  paths  of  vice  decline, 

And  virtue's  ways  purfue  ; 
Eflablilli  peace,  where  'tis  begun ; 
And  where  'tis  loft,  renews. 

15  The  Lord  from  Heav'n  beholds  the  jufl 

With  favourable  eyes  ; 
And,  when  diftrefs'd,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  their  cries  ; 

16  But  turns  his  wrathful  look  on  thofe, 

Wliom  mercy  can't  reclaim. 
To  cut  them  off,  and  from  the  earth 
Blot  out  their  hated  name. 
i7  Dellv'rance  to  his  faints  he  gives, 
When  his  relief  they  crave  ; 

1 8  He's  nigh  to  heal  the  broken  heart, 

And  contrite  fpirit  fave. 

19  The  wicked  oft,  but  ftill  in  vain, 

Againft  the  juft  confpire  ; 

20  For  under  their  afflldion's  v/eight 

He  keeps  their  bones  entire. 

2 1  The  wicked,  from  their  wicked  arts, 

Their  ruin  fhall  derive  ; 
Whilft  righteous  men,  whom  they  deteft, 
Shall  them  and  theirs  furvive. 

22  For  God  preferves  the  fouls  of  thofe 

Who  on  his  truth  depend  ; 

To  them,  and  their  pofterity, 

His  bleffings  Ihall  defcend. 


Psalm  XXXV. 

PSALM      XXXV.     Common  7netre. 

1  \  GAINST  all  thofe  that  ftrive  with  me, 
S\.     O  Lord,  afTert  my  right ; 

With  fuch  as  war  urijullly  wage, 
Do  thou  my  battles  fight. 

2  Thy   buckler  take,  and  bind  thy  fliield 

Upon  thy  warlike  arm  ; 
Stand  up,  O  God,  in  my  defence, 
And  keep  me  fafe  from  harm. 

3  Bring  forth  tny  fpear ;  and  flop  their  courfcj 

That  hade  my  blood  to  fpill ; 
Say  to  my  foul,  "'  I  am  thy  health, 
**  And  will  preferve  thee  ftill." 

4  Let  them  with  fhame  be  cover'd  o'er, 

V/ho  my  deilrudion  fought ; 
And  fuch  as  did  my  harm  devife, 
Be  to  confufion  brought. 

5  Then  fhall  they  fly,  difpcrs'd  like  chaff 

Before  the  driving  \vind  ;  , 

God's  vengeful  minifter  of  wrath 
Shall  follow  clofe  behind.  ^ 

6  And  when,  through  dark  -and  flippVy  v/aysj 

They  ftrlve  his  rage  to  fhun. 
His  vengeful  minifters  of  wrath 
Shall  goad  them  as  they  run. 

7  Since,  unprovok'd  by  any  WTong,  ' 

They  hid  their  treach'rous  fnare  ; 
And,  for  my'harmlefs  {mil,  a  pit 

Did,  without  caufe,  prepare  ; 
%  Surpris'd  by  mifchiefs  unforefeen, 

By  their  own  arts  betray'd, 
Their  feet  fliall  fall  into  tlie  net. 

Which  they  for  me'had  laid; 

9  Whilft  my  glad  foul  fhall  God's  great  name 
For  this  dtliv'ranGe  blefs. 
And,  by  his  faving  health  fecur'd. 
Its  grateful  joy  exprefs. 
JO  My  very  bones  Ihall  fay,  "  O  Lord, 
"  Who  can  compare  with  thee  ? 
**  Who  fett'ft  the  poor  and  helplefs  man 
"  Crom  ftrong  oppreflbrs  trec.-^ 


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ro  TsALM  XXXV. 

P    A    R    T      II. 

1 1  Falfe  witnefTesy  with  forg'd  coipplaint?, 

Againft  my  truth  combin'd  ; 
And  to  my  charge  fuch  t;bings  they  laid. 
As  I  had  ne'er  delign'd. 

1 2  The  good  which  I  to  them  had  donj?. 

With  evil  they  repaid  ; 
And  did,  by  malice  jindef&rv'd, 
My  harmlefs  life  invade. 

13  But  as  for  me,  -w^ien  they  were  fiok, 

I  flill  in  fackclqth  mourn'd  ; 
I  pray-'d  and  fafted,  and  -my  pray'r 

To  my  ov/n  breaft  return'd. 
.  14  Had  they  my  friends  or  brethren  been,- 

I  could  have  done  no  more  ; 
Nor  with  more  decent  figns  of  giief 

A  mother's  lofs  deplore. 

X5  How  difF'rent  did  their  carriage  prove. 

In  times  of  my  diftrefs  ! 
When  th£y,  in  crowds  together  mej:. 

Did  favage  joy  esprefs. 
The  rabble  toq,  in  num'roiis  throng^S;, 

By  their  example  came  ; 
And  ceas'd  not,  with  reviling  words, 

To  wound  my  fpotlefs  fame. 

.i,-6  Scoffers,  that  noble  tables  haunt, 
And  earn  their  bread  with  lies. 
Did  gnafh  their  teeth,  and  iland'ring  jefts 
Malicioufiy  devife. 
,.17  But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  look  oni 
On  my  behalf  appear ; 
And  fave  my  guiltlefs  foul,  which  they, 
Like  rav'ning  bea.fts,  would  tear. 

P    ART       IIL     . 

,  iS  So  T,  before  the  lifl'ning  world. 
Shall  grateful  thanks  exprefs ; 
And  where  the  great  aifcrnbly  meets, 
Thy  Unnie  \viih  praifesblefs. 
19  Lord,  fuffcr  not  my  caufelefs  foes, 
"Who  mfe  UBJuftly  hate  J 


Psalm  XXXV.  §^: 

With  Open  joy,  or  fecret  figns, 
To  mock  nry  fad  eftate. 

2GFor  they,  with  hearts  averfe  to  peace,-' 
Induftrioufly  devife, 
Againft  the  men  of  qaiet  minds 
To  forge  mahcious  hes. 

2 1  Nor  with  thefe  private  arts  content. 

Aloud  they  vent  their  fpite ; 
And  fay,  "  At  Lift  we  found  him  out, 
•'  He  did  it  in  our  fight." 

22  But  thou,  who  doft  both  them  and  me 

With  righteous  eyes  furvey, 
AfTert  my  innocence,  O  Lord, 
And  keep  not  far  away. 

23  Stir  up  thyfelf  in  my  behalf; 

To  judgment,  Lord,  awake  ; 
Thy  righteous  fervant's  caufe,  O  God,.  - 
To  thy  decifion  take. 

24  Lord,  as  my  heart  has  upright  been, 

Let  me  thy  juftice  find ; 
Nor  let  my  cruel  foes  obtain 

The  triumph  they  defign'd. 
25- 0  !  let  them  not,  amongft  themfelves,   - 

In  boafting  language,  fay, 
"  At  length  our  wiflies  are  complete  5 

"At  laft  he's  made  our  prey.'' 

26  Let  fuch  as  in  my  harm  rejoic'd, 

For  fhame  their  faces  hide  ; 
And  foul  difhonour  wait  on  thofe, 
That  proudly  me  defy'd  ; 

27  Whilft  they  with  cheerful  voices  fhout,  ' 

Who  my  jull  caufe  befriend  ; 
And  blefs  the  Lord,  who  loves  to  make 
Succefs  his  fainto  attend. 

28  So  fhall  my  tongue  thy  judgments  fmg,    • 

Infpir'd  witli  grateful  joy ; 
And  cheerful  hymns,  in  praife  of  thee,    • 
Shall  all  my  d:iys  employ.  - 


52  '  Psalm  XXXVI. 

PSALM     XXXVI.     Long  metre. 

1  "I\  /r  Y  crafty  foe,  with  fliitt'ring  art, 
JLVx      His  wicked  purpofe  would  difguife  y 
But  reafon  v.'hifpers  to  my  heart, 

K-e  ne'er  fets  God  before  his  eyes. 

2  He  foothes  himfelf,  retir'd  from  fight ; 

Secure  he  thinks  his  treach'rous  game  j 
Till  his  dark  plots,  exposed  to  light, 
Their  falfe  contriver  brand  with  fhame. 

3  In  deeds  he  is  my  foe  confefs'd, 

Whilft  with  his  tongue  he  fpeaks  me  fair  y 
True  wifdom's  banifn'd  from  his  bread, 
And  vice  has  fole  dominion  there. 

4  His  wakeful  malice  fpends  the  night 

In  forging  his  accurs'd  defignsj. 
His  obftinate,  ungen'rous  fpite 
No  execrable  means  declines. 

5  But,  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  fure  hope,. 

Above  the  heavenly  orb  afcends ; 
Thy  facred  truth's  unmeafur'd  fcope 
Beyond  the  fpreading  fky  extends. 

6  Thy  juftice  hke  the  hills  remains  ; 

Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are  j- 
Thy  providence  the  world  fuftains  j 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

7  l^nce  of  thy  goodnefs  all  partake, 

With  what  ailurance  fliould  the  jufl 

Thy  fhelt'ring  wings  their  refuge  make, 

And  faints  to  thy  proteflion  truft  ; 

8  Such  guefts  fliall  to  thy  courts  be  led,. 

To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repaft  ; 
And  drink,  as  from  a  fountain's  head, 
Of  joys  that  Ihall  for  ever  laft. 

9  With  thee  the  fprings  of  life  remain  ; 

Thy  prefence  is  eternal  day  ; 

I  o  O  !  let  thy  faints  thy  favour  gain  ; 

To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  difplay.. 

I I  Whilft  pride's  infulting  foot  would  fpurn. 

And  wicked  hands  my  life  fui-prife, 
1 2  Their  mifchiefs  on  themfelves  return  j 

Down,  down  they're  fali'n,  no  more  to  rife.^ 


Psalm  XXXVII.  '5f 

PSALM     XXXVII.     Particukrmetre. 

1  nr^  HOUGH  wicked  men  grow  rich  or  great, 

X       Yet  let  not  their  fucceisful  ftatc 
Thy  anger  or  thy  envy  raife  ; 

2  For  they,  cut  down  Uke  tender  grafs, 
Or  like  young  flow'rs,  away  (hall  pals, 

Whofe  blooming  beauty  foon  decays.  • 

3  Depend  on  God,  and  him  obey,- 
So  thou  within  the-  land  ftialt  ftay, 

Secure  from  danger,  and  from  want ; 

4  Make  his  commands  thy  chief  delight ; 
And  he,  thy  duty  to  requite. 

Shall  all  thy  eameft  wilhes  grant. 

5  In  all  thy  -ways  truft  thou  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  needful  help  afford. 

To  perfcd  every  juft  defign  ; 

6  He'll  make,  like  light,  ferene  and  cleafj 
Thy  clouded  innocence  appear, 

And  as  a  mid-day  fun  to  fhine. 

7  With  quiet  mind  on  God  depend,    ^ 
And  patiently  for  him  attend  ; 

Nor  let  thy  anger  fondly  rife,     ■ 
Though  wicked  men  with  wealth  abound,     ■ 
And  with  fuccefs  the  plots  are  crown'd, 

Which  they  mulicioufly  devife. 

8  From  anger  ceafe,  and  wrath  forfake  ; 
Let  no  ungnvern'd  paQIon  make 

Thy  wav'ring  heart  efpcufe  their  crime  > '  ■ 

9  For  God  ftiall  iinful  men  deftroy  j 
Whilft  only  they  the  land  enjoy. 

Who  truft  on  him,  and  wait  his  time. 

10  How  foon  fhall  wicked  men  decay  ! 
Their  place  Ihall  vanilh  quite  away. 

Nor  by  the  {lri*5left  fearch  be  fouiid  y  ■ 
'  I  Whilfl;  humble  fouls  po/Tefs  the  earth, 
Rejoicing  llIU  with  godly  mirth. 

With  peace  and  plenty  always  crown'd. 


C4„  Psalm  XXXVIL 

,P    A    R    T      II. 

12  Willie  finful  crowds,  with  falfe  defign,    ■ 
Againll  the  righteous  few  combine, 

And  gnafh  their  teeth  and  threat'ning,  ftand  ; 

1 3  God  fhali  their  empty  plots  deride, 
And  laugh  at  their  defeated  pride  t 

He  fees  their  ruin  near  at  hand. 

1 4  They  draw  the  fword,  and  bend  the  bow,. 
T]ie  poor  and  needy  to  o'erthrow. 

And  men  of  upright  lives  to  flay  ; 

J  5  But  their  ftrong  bows  fhall  foon  be  broke,. 

Their  fharpen'd  weapon's  mortal  ftroke 

Through  their  own  hearts  fhall  force  its  war». 

J  6  A  little  with  God's  favour  blefs'd, 
That's  by  one  righteous  man  polTefs'd, 
The  wealth  of  many  bad  excels  ; 
17  For  God  fupports  the  juft  man's  caufe  ;. 
But  as  for  thofe  that  break  his  laws,  < 
Their  unfuccefsfid  pow'r  he  quells.. 

J  8  Tiis  conftant  care  the  upright  guides, 
And  over  all  their  life  prefides  ;, 
Their  portion  fliall  for  ever  laft  ; 

19  They,  when  dlilrefs  o'^erwhelms  the  earth,. 
Shall  be  unrnov'dj  and  e'en  in  dearth 

The  happy  fruits  of  plenty  tafte. 

20  Not  fo  the  wicked  man,  and  thofe 
Who  proudly  dare  God's  will  nppofe  ; 

Deftrudlon  is  their  haplefs  fhare  : 
I^ike  fat  of  lambs',  their  hopes,  and  thejV 
Shall  in  an  in  Rant  melt  away. 

And  vanifh  into  fmoke  and  air. 

PART       III. 

21  While  fmners,  brought  to  fid  decay, 
Still  borrow  on,  and  never  pay,       ' 

The  juft  have  vv'ill  and  pow'r  to  give  j 

22  For  fuch  as  God  vouchfafes  to  blefs, 
Shall  peaceably  the  earth  poffefs  ; 

And  thofe  he  curfes  fhall  not  live. 


Psalm  XXXVIL    .  55 

23  Tlie  good  man's  way  is  God's  delight  j 
He  orders  all  the  flaps- aright 

Of  him  that  moves  by  his  command  ;. 

24  Though  he  Ibmetimes  may  be  diftrefs'd, 
Yet  fliall  he  ne'er  be  quite  opprefs'd  ; 

For  Gcd  upholds  him  with  his  hand, 

25  From  my.  firil;  youth,  till  age  prevail'd, 
I  never  faw  the  righteous  fail'd. 

Or  want  o'ertake  his  num'rous  race  ;. 
2^Becaufe  compa3ion  fill'd  his  heart, 
And  he  did  cheerfully  impart, 

God  made  his  oiFspring's  wealth  increafe. 

27  With  caution  fhun  each  wicked  deed, 
In  virtue's  ways  v.-ixli  zeal  proceed, 

And  fo  prolong  your  happy  days  ; 

28  For  God,  who  judgment  loves,  does  ftill 
Preferve  his  faints  fecurs  from  ill, 

^^^1ile.foon  the  wicked  race  decays^ 

29,  30,  3 1  The  upright  fliall  pofTcfs  the  land  j 
His  portion  fhaU  far  ages  (land  ; 

His  mouth  with  wifdom  is  fupply'd  : 
His  tongue  by  rules  of  judgment  moves-; 
His  heart  the  law  of  God  approves  ; 

Therefore  his  footfteps  never  Aide. 

PART       IV. 

32  In  wait  the  watchful  finner  lies 
In  vain  the  righteous  to  furprife  ; 

In  vain  his  ruin  does  decree  : 

33  God  will  not  him.defencelefs  leave,, 
To  his  revenge  expos'd,  but  fave  ; 

And  when  he's  fentenc'd,  fet  him  free.. 

34  "Wait  ftill  on  God  ;  keep  his  command, 
And  thou,  exalted  in  the  land, 

Thy  blefs'd  pc-fTefTion  ne'er  flialV  quit  : 
The  wicked  foon  deftroy'd  fhall  be, 
And  at  his  dlfifcal  tragedy 

Thou  fhalt  a  fafe  fpeclator  fit. 

35  The  wicked- 1  in  pow'r  have  feen, 
And,  like  a  bay-trecj  fiefh  and  green> 

That  fpreads  its  pkafant  branches  round : 


^6:.  Psalm  XXXVIIL 

36  But  he  wrts  gone  as  fwift  as  riiought  {    ,. 
And,  though  in  ev'ry  place  I  fought,    . 

No  fign  or  track  of  hira  I  found. 

37  Obferve  the  perfedl  man  with  care, 
And  mark  all  fnch  as  upright  are  ; 

Their  rougheft  days  in  peace  Ihali  end  ;  - 

38  While  on  the  latter  end  of  thofe, 
Who  dare  God's  facrcd  will-  oppofe, 

A  commoa  ruin  fhall  attend. 

39  God  to  the  juft  will  aid  afford-; 
Their  only  fafeguard  is  the  Lord  ; 

Their  ftrength  in  time  of  need  is  he  : 
^o.Becaufe  on  him  they  ftiU  depend, 
The  Lord, will  timely  faccoar  fend, 
And  from  the  wicked  fet  them  free. 

PSALM      XXXVnr.     Commm  metrei 

1  '^r^HY  chafl'mng  wrath,- O  Lord,  reftraiKy 

X        Though  I  deferve  it  all  ; 
Nor  let  at  once  on  me  the  ftorm  '  • 
Of  thy  difpleafure  falh 

2  In  ev'ry  \\Tetched  part  of  me 

Thy  arrows  deep  remain  ; 
Thy  heavy  hand's  affiitfling  weight  •■ 
I  can  no  more  fuftaiu. 

3  My  flefli  is  one  continued  wound,  ", 

Thy  wrath  fo  iieicely  glows  ; 
Betwixt  my  punifhment  and  guilt 
My  bones  have  no  repofe. 

4  My  fms,  which  to  a  deluge  fwell, 

My  fmking  head  o'eiflow, 
A.nd,  for  my  feeble  ftrength  to  bear, 
Too  vaft  a  burden  grow. 

y  Stench  and  corruption  fill  my  wounds  5 

My  folly's  juft  return  ; 
€  With  trouble  I  am  warp'd  and  bow'd^     . 

And  all  day  long  I  mourn. 

7  A  loath'd  difeafe  afflids  my  loins,    - 

Infefting  ev'ry  part  ; 

8  With  ficknefs  worn,  I  groan  and  roar  ■ 

Through  anguilh  of  my  heart. 


Psalm  XXXVIIL  57 

PART      II.. 

9  Eat,  Lord,  before  thy  fearching  eyes 

All  my  defires  appear  ; 
And  fure  my  groans  have  been  too  loud, 
Not  to  have  reach'd  rhine  ear. 

10  My  heart's  opprefs'd,  my  ftrength  decay 'd,. 

My  eyes  depriv'd  of  light  ; 

1 1  Friends,  loyer?,..kinfmen  gaze  aloof 

On  fuch  a  difmal  fight. 

X  2  Mean  -vshlle  the  foes  that  feek  my  life. 
Their  fnares  to  take  me  fet ; 
Vent  {landers,  and  contrive  all  day 
To  forge  fome  new  deceit : 

13  But  I,  as  if  both  deaf  and  dumb. 

Nor  heard  nor  once  reply'd  ; 

14  Quite  deaf  and  dumb,  like  one  whofe  tongue 

Witli  confcious  guilt  is  ty'd. 

15  For,  Lord,  to  thee  I  do  appealj. 

My  innocence  to  clear  ; 
AHiir'd  tliat  thou,  the  righteous  God, 
My  injur'd  caufe  wilt  hear. 

16  "  Hear  me,"  faid  I,  "  left  my  proud  foes 

"  A  fpiteful  joy  difplay  ; . 

"  Infulting,  if  they  fee  my  foot 

"  But  once  to  go  aftray." 

17  And,  with  continaal  grief  opprefs'd> . 

To  fmk  I  now  begin  ; 

18  To  tliee,  O  Lord,  I  will«confefs, 

To  thee  bewail  my  fm. 

1 9  But  whilft  I  languiih,  my  proud  foes- 

Their  ftrength  and  vigour  boaft  ; 
And  they  that  hate  me  without  caufe 
Are  grown  a  dreadful  hoft. 

20  Ev'n  they  whom  I  oblig'd,  return 

My  kindnefs  wilh  defpite  ; 
And  are  my  enemies,  becaufe 
I  choofe  the  path  that's  right. 

21  Forfake  me  not,  O  Lord  my  God,. 

Nor  far  from  me  depart ; 

22  Make  hafle  to  my  relief,  0  thou, 

Who  my  falvaxion  art. 


S^  Psalm  XXXIX. 

PS  A  L  M-   XXXIX.     Comtnoj}  metre. 

1  T>  ESOLV'D  to  watch  o'er  all  my  ways, 
XV      I  kept  my  tongiie  in  awe  ; 

2  curb'd  my  haftj  words,  when  I 
The  wicked  profp'rous  faw. 

2  Like  one  that's  damh,  I  filent  ftood, 

And  did  my  tongue  refrain 
From  good  difcourfc  ;  but  that  reflraint 
Increased  my  inward  pain. 

3  My  heart  did  glow  with  working:  thoughts,  ■, 

And  no  repofe  could  take  ; 
Till  ftrong  rerteftlon  fanned  the  fii-e. 
Arid  thus  at  length  I  fpake  : 

4  Lord,  let  me  know  my  term  of  days, 

How  foon  my  life  will  end  : 
The  mim'rous  train  of  ills  difclofe, 
Which  this  frail  ftate  attend. 

5  My  life,  thou  know'ft,  is  but  a.fpan  ; 

A  cypher  fums  my  years  ; 
And  ev'ry  man,  in  beft  eftate. 
But  vanity  appears. 

6  Man,  like  a  fhadow,  vainly  walks. 

With  fruitlefs  care  opprefs'd  ; 
He  heaps  up  wealthy  but  cannot  tell 
By  whom  'twill  be  poflefs'd. 

7  Why  then  fliould  I  on  worthlefs  toys,  ■ 

With  anxious  cares  attend  ? 
On  thee  alone  my  ftedfaft  hope 

Shall  ever,  Lord,  depend. 
8,  9  Forgive  my  fins ;  nor  let  me  fccni'd   - 

By  foolifh  fmners  be  ; 
For  I  was  dumb,  and  m.urmur'd  not. 

Becaufe  'twas-done  by  thee. 

loThe  dreadful  burden  of  thy  wrath    ■ 
In  mercy  foon  remove  ; 
Left  my  frail  flefh  too  weak  to  bear 
The  heavy  load  flioiiid  prove. 
II  For  when  thou  chaft'neft  man  for  fin,    . 
Thou  mak'ft  his  beauty  fade, 
(So  vain  a  thing  is  he !)  like  cloth   ^ 
By  fretting. moths  decay'^^ 


■  Psalm  XL,  ,^^ 

It  Lord,  hear  my  cry,  accept  my  tears, 
And  lilten  to  my  pray'r, 
Who  fojourn  like  a  ftranger  here, 
As  all  my  fathers  weVe. 
13  O !  fpare.me  yet  a  little  time  ; 
My  wafted  ftrength  reftore, 
Before  I  vanifn  quite  from  hence, 
And  fiiall  be  fecn  no  more. 

P  S  A  L  M     XL.      Langvt^e, 
1   T  WAITED  meekly  for  the  Lw-d, 
X      Till  he  vouchfaf 'd  a  kind  reply  ; 
Who  did  his  gracious  ear  afford, 

And  heard  from  hea\''n  my  humble  cry, 
3  He  took  me  from  the  difmal  pit, 

When  founder'd  deep  in  miry  clay ; 
On  folid  ground  he  plac'd  my  feet, 
And  fuffer'd  not  my  fteps  to  ftray. 

3  The  wonders  he  for  me  has  wrought 

Shall  fill  my  mouth  with  fongs.of  praife  j 
And  others,  to  his  worship  brought, 
To  hopes  of  like  deliv 'ranee  raife. 
-4  For  bleffings  fhall  that  man  reward, 
Who  on  th*  Almighty  Lord  relies  ; 
Who  treats 'the  pi'oud  with  dilrcgard. 
And  hates  the  hypocrite's  difguife. 

5  Who  can-the -wond'rous  works  recount 

Which  thou,  O  God,  for  us  haft  ^^T0Ught  ? 
The  treafures  of  thy  love  fjrmount 

The  pow'r  of  numbers,  fpeech,  and  thought. 

6  I've  learnt  that  ihou  haft  not  defir'd 

Oft'rings  and  iacrifice  alone  ; 
.  Nor  blood  of  guiltlefs  beatts  requir'd. 
For  man's  tranfgreirion  to  atone, 

7  I  therefore  come — come  to  fulfil 

The  oracles  thy  books  impart ; 

8  'TIs  my  delight  to  do  thy  will  ; 

Thy  law  is  written  in  my  heart. 

•P    A    R    T       II. 

^  In  full  aflemblies  I  have  told 

Thy  truth  and  ri^hteoufnefs  at  large^j 


'6o  Psalm  XL. 

Nor  did,  thou  know'ft,  my  lips  withhold 
From  utt'ring  what  thou  gav'ft  in  charge 
lo  Nor  kept  within  my  breaft  confin'd 
Thy  faithfulnefs  and  faving  grace  ; 
But  preach'd  thy  love,  for  all  dellgn'd, 
That  all  might  that,  and  truth,  embrace. 
1 1  Then  let  thofe  mercies  I  declar'd 
To  others,  ^or!,  ■rntnd  to  me  j 
Thy  lovlng-kindhefs  my  reward. 
Thy  truth  my  fafe  protedion  be. 
J  2  For  I  with  troubles  am  diftrefs'd, 
Too  numberlefs  for  me  to  bear  ; 
Nor  lefs  with  loads  of  guilt  opprefs'd, 
That  plunge  and  fmk  me  to  defpair. 

As  foon  alas !  may  I  recount 

The  hairs  on  this  afflicfled  head  ; 
•My  vanquifh'd  courage  they  furmount, 
,     And  fill  my  drooping  foul  with  dread. 

PART      III. 

-S3  But,  Lord,  to  my  relief  draw  near. 
For  n?ever  was  more  preffing  need  ;  • 
In  my  deliv'rance.  Lord,  appear, 
And  add. to  that  deliv'rance  fpeed. 

14  Confufion  on  their  heads  return, 

Who  to  deftroy  my  foul  combine  ; 
Let  them,  defeated,  blufh  and  mourn, 
Infnar'd  in  their  own  vile  defign. 

1 5  Their  doom  let  defolation  be. 

With  fliame  their  malice  Jbe  repaid. 
Who  mock'd  my.coa-".fidence  in  thee. 
And  fport  of  my  afflidion  made. 
r  6  While  thofe  who  humbly,  feek  thy  fac«, 
To  joyful  triumphs  Ihall  be  rais'd  ; 
And  all  who  prize  thy  faving  grace. 

With  me  refound,  The  Lord  be  prais'd. 

1 7  Thus,  wretched  though  I  am  and  poor, 
Of  me  th'  Almighty  Lord  takes  care: 
Thou  God,  who  only  can  ft  reflore. 
To. my  relief  with  fpeed  repair. 


Psalm  XLI.  6£ 

PSALM      XLI.     Conimort  metre, 

r  T  TAPPY  the  man,  whofe  tender  care 
X  JL      Relieves  the  poor  diftrefs'd! 
When  troubles  compafs  him  around. 
The  Lord  fhall  give  him  reft. 
Z  The  Lord  his  life,  with  bleflings  crown 'd. 
In  fafety  fhall  prolong  ; 
And  difappoint  the  will  of  thofe 
That  feek  to  do  him  wrong. 

3  If  he  in  languifhiag  eflate, 

Opprefs'd  with  ficknefs  lie  ; 
The  Lord  will  eafy  make  his  bed, 
And  inward  ftrength  fupply. 

4  Secure  of  this,  to  thee,  my  God, 

I  thus  my  pray'r  addrefs  ; 
'  «*  Lord,  for  thy  mercy,  heal  my  foul,     ' 
"  Though  I  have  much  tranlgrefs'd.^* 

5  My  cruel  foes,  with  fland'rous  v/ords. 

Attempt  to  v/ound  my  fame  ; 
'  <«  When  Ihall  he  die,"  fay  they,  «  and  mco 

**  Forget  his  very  name  ?" 
6~Suppofe  they  formal  vifits  make, 

'Tis  all  but  empty  fhew  ;  , 

They  gather  mifchief  in  their  hearts, 
And  vent  it  where  they  go. 

7,  8  With  private  whlfpers,  fuch  as  thefe, 
To  hurt  me  they  devife  ; 
.**A  fore  difeafe  afflicts  him  now; 
"  He's  fall'n,  no  more  to  rife." 
'5  My  ov/n  familiar  hofom-friend. 
On  whom  I  moft  reiy'd. 
Has  me,  whofe  daily  gueft  he  was, 
With  open  fcorn  defy'd. 

10  But  thou  my  fad  and  wretched  flate,  ** 

In  mercy.  Lord,  regard  ;  - 
And  raife  me  up,  that  all  their  crimes 
May  meet  their  juft  reward. 
^  1  By  this  I  know  thy  gracious  ear 
is  open,  when  I  call ; 

f' 


6i  Psalm  XLIL 

Becaufe  thou  fufFer'ft  not  my  foes 
To  triumph  in  my  fall. 

1 2  Thy  tender  care  fecures  my  life 
From  danger  and  difgrace  ; 
And  thou  vouchfaf'ft  to  fet  me  ftiU 
Before  thy  glorious  face. 
.13  Let  therefore  Ifrael's  Lord  and  God 
From  age  to  age  be  blefs'd  ; 
And  all  the  people's  glad  applaufe 
With  loud  Amens  exprefs'd. 

PSALM     XLIL     Common  metre^ 

*      A    S  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  flreams, 
_Lx.     When  heated  in  the  chace  ; 
So  longs  my  foul,  0  God,  for  thee^ 
And  thy  refrelhing  grace. 
3  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  Go4i 
My  thirfty  foul  doth  pine  ; 
O  !  when  fhall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Mgjefty  Divine  ?    i. 

3  Tears  are  my  conftant  food,  while  tlius 

Infulting  foes  upbraid  ; 
*'  Deluded  wretch  !  where's  now  thy  Godi 
"And  where, his  promis'd  aid  ?" 

4  I  figh,  whene'er  my  mufmg  tlioughts 

Thofe  happy  days  prefent. 
When  I,  with  troops  of  pious  friends, 
Thy  temple  did  frequent. 

When  I  advanc'd  with  fongs  of  praifcj 

My  folemn  vows  to  pay. 
And  led  the  joyful  facred  throng, 

That  kept  the  feftal  ,day. 

5  Why  reftlefs,  why  caft  down,  my  foul  ? 

Truft  God  ;  who  will  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,-  and  change  thefe  ^i^s 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

C  My  foul's  caft  down,  O  God!  but  thinks 
On  thee  and  Sion  ftill  ; 
From  Jordaiv's  hank,  from  Hermcn's  heights, 
And  Mlzar"s  hunible  hill. 


FsalmXLIII,  63 

7  One  trouble  calls  another  on, 
And,  gath'ring  o'er  my  head, 
Fall  fpouting  down,  till  round  my  foul 
A  roaring  fea  is  fpread. 

S  But  when' thy  prefence,  Lord  of  life,, 
Has  once  difpell'd  this  ftorm. 
To  thee  I'll  midnight  anthems  iing, 
And  all  my  vows  perform. 
9  God  of  my  ftrength,  how  long  fhall  I,- 
Like  one  forgotten,  mourn  ; 
Forlorn,  forfaken,  and  expos'd 
To  my  oppreilbr's  fcorn  ? 

Jo  My  heart  is  pierc'd,  as  with  a  iword, 
While  thus  my  foes  upbraid  : 
"  Vain  bcafter,  where  Is  now  thv  God  ? 
"  And  where  his  promis'd  aid  :" 
X 1  Why  reftlefs,  why  caft  down,  my  foul  ? 
Hope  ftill ;  and  thou  fhalt  fmg 
The  praife  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  health's  eternal  fpring. 

PSALM'     XLIII.     Long  metre. 
t    TUST  Judge  of  Heav'n,  againil  my  foes 
J      Do  thou  aflert  my  injur'd  right ; 
O  fet  me  free,  my  God,  from  thole 
That  in  deceit  and  wrong  delight. 
3  Since  thou  art  ftill  my  only  flay, 

Why  leav'il;  thou  me  in  deep  diflrefs  ? 
Why  go  I  mourning  all  the  d.iy, 
Whilll  me  infulting  foes  opprefs  ?^ 

3  Let  me  with  light  and  truth  be  bleft  ; 

Be  thefe  my  guides,  to  lead  the  way,  • 
Till  on  thy  holy  hill  I  reft. 

And  in  thy  facred  temple  pray. 

4  Then  will  I  there  frcfh  altars  raife 

To  God,  who  is  my  only  joy  ;  ■ 
And  well-tun'd  harps,  with  fongs  of  praife,  - 
Shall  all  my  grateful  hdurs  employ. 

5'  Why  then  call  down,  my  foul  ?  and  why 
So  much  opprefs'd  with  anxious  care  ? 

.     On  God,  thy  God,  for  aid  reiy, 
Who  will  thy  x-uin'd  flats  re-pain 


64  Psalm  XLIV. 

PSALM     XLIV.     Common  melre^ 

«   /^  LORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 
V_^     In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders,  in  their  days  perform 'd. 
And  elder  times  than  rheirs^ : 

2  How  thou,  to  plant  them  here,  dldft  drive 

The  heathen  from  this  land,. 
Diipeoplcd  by  repeated  ftrokes 
Of  thy  avenging  hand. 

3  For  not  their  courage,  nor  their  fword, 

To  them  polTeffion  gave  ; 
Nor  ilrength,  that  from  unequal  force 

Their  fainting  troops  could  fave  : 
But  thy  right  hand,  and  pow'rful  arm^ 

Whofe  fuccour  they  implor'd  ; 
Thy  prefcnce  with  the  chofen  race, 

Who  thy  great  name  ador'd. 

4  As  thee  their  God  our  fathers  own'd, ' 

Thou  art  our  fov'reign  King  ; 
O  !  therefore,  as  thou  did'il  to  them, 
To  us  deliv'rance  bringj. 

5  Through  thy  vicflorious  Name,  our  arms 

The  proudeftfoes  fhall  quell  ; 
And  crufh  them  with  repeated  ftrokes, 
As  oft  as'they  rebel. 

6  I'll  neither  truft  my  bow  nor  fword, 

When  I  in  fight  engage ; 

7  But  thee,  who  haft  our  foes  fubdu'd, 

And  fham'd  their  fpiteful  rage. 

8  To  thee  the  triumph  v/e  afcribe, 

From  whom  the  conqueft  came: 
In  God,  v.'e  will  rejoice  all  day, 
And  ever  blefs  his  Name. 

PART       IT. 

9  But  thou  haft  caft  u^  off;  and  now 

Moft  Ihamefully  we  yield  ; 
For  thou  no  more  vcuchfaf 'ft  t«  lead 
Our  armies  to  the  field  : 

10  Since  when,  to  ev'ry  upftart  foe 

We  turn  our  backs  in  fighf  j 


Psalm  XLIV.  65 

Ans  witli  our  fpoil  their  malice  feaft, 
Wlio  bear  us  ancient  fpite. 

1 1  To  flaughf'er  doom'd,  we  fall,  like  flieep, ; 

Into  their  butch'ring  hands  ; 
Or  (what's  more  wretched  yet)  furvive, 
Diipcrs'd  through  heathen  lands. 

1 2  Thy  people  thou  haft  fold  for  Have?;, 

And  fet  their  price  fo  low, 
That  not  thy  treafure,  by  the  fale,  ■ 
Btit  iheir  difgrace,  may  grow. 

13,  14  Rcproach'd  by  all  the  nations  rounds - 

The  heathen's  by-vrord  growm  ; 
Whofe  fcorn  of  us  is  both  in  fpeech. 

And  mocking  geftures,  ihown. 
15  Confuficn  ftrikes  me  blind  ;  my  face 

In  confcious  fhame  I  hide  ; 
16'Wlfile  we  are  fcofF'd,  and  God  blafphem'd,  ■ 

By  their  licentious  pride. 

P'  A    R    T      IIL  • 

If  On  us  this  heap  of  woes  is  fall'n^; 
All  tliis  we  have  endur'd  ; 
Yet  have  not,  Lord,  rencunc'd  thy  name^  '■ 
Or  faith  to  thee  abjur'd  : 

1 3  But  in  thy  righteoTis  paths  ha*^  kept 

Our  hearts  and  fteps  with  care  ; 
19  Though  thou  had  broken  all  our  ftrengthj 
And  we  almoft  defpair. 

26  Could  we,  forgetting  thy  great  Name, 

On  other  gods  rely, 
2 1  A  nd  not  the  Searcher  bf  all  hearts' 

The  trcach'rous  crime  defcry  ? 
22' Thou  fee'ilwhrCt  fufF'rings,  for  thy  fake>  ' 

We  ev'ry  day  fuftain  ; 
All  flaughter'd,  or  referv'd  like  fiieep  '• 

Appointed  to  be  flain. 

23  Awake,  arife  ;  let  fceming  flecp  v 

No  longer  thee  detain  ; 
Nor  let  us;  Lord,  who  fue  to  thee. 
For  ever  fue  in  vain. 

F  2 


^^  Psalm  XLV. 

«4  Oh  !  wherefore  hideft  thou  thy  face 

From  our  afflidecl  (late, 
25  Whofe  fouls  and  bodies  fmk  to  darth 

With  grief's  oppreifive  weight  ? 

«6  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  timely  hafte 
To  our  deliv'rance  make  ; 
Redeem  us,  Lord  ; — if  not  for  6urs>" 
Yet  for  thy  raerey's  fake. 

PSALM      XLV.      Coffif}r9tt  metre, 

'  "XA/"^^^"^  ^  ^^^  King's  loud  praife  rehearfe, 
V  V        Indited  by  my  heart, 
My  tongue  is  Uke  the  pen  of  him 
That  writes  with  ready  art. 

2  How  matchlefs  is  thy  form,  O  King  ! 

Thy  mouth  with  grace  o'erflows  ; 
Becaufe  frefh  bleffings  God  on  thee  ' 
Eternally  beflows. 

3  Gird  on  thy  fword,  moft  mighty  Prince  % 

And,  clad  in  rich  array, 
With  glorious  ornaments  of  pow'r, 
Majeftic  pomp  difplay. 

4  Ride  on  in  ftate,  and  ftill  proteft 

The  meek,  the  juft,  and  true  ; 
Whilft  thy  right  hand,  with  fwift  revenge, 
Does  all  thy  foes  purfue. 

5  How  fharp  thy  weapons  are  to  them 

That  dare  thy  pow'r  defpife  ! 
Down,  down  they  fall,  while  through  their  hefart 
The  feather'd  arrow  flies. 

6  But  thy  firm  throne,  O  God,  is  fix'd, 

For  ever  to  endure  ; 
Thy  fceptre's  fway  fhall  always  laft, 
By  righteous  laws  fecure. 

7  Becaufe  thy  heart,  by  juftice  led, 

Did  upright  ways  approve, 
And  hated  ftill  the  crooked  paths, 

Where  wand 'ring  fmners  rove  ; 
Therefore  did  God,  thy  God,  on  thee 

The  oil  of  gladncfs  fhed  ; 
And  has,  above  tliy  fellows  round> 

Advanc'd  thy  lofty  head. 


Psalm  XLV.  ^^jr 

8  With  cafTia,  aloes,  and  myrrh, 

Thy  royal  robes  abound  ; 
Which,  from  the  (lately  wardrobe  brought,    . 
Spread  grateful  odours  round. 

9  Among  the  honourable  train 

Did  princely  virgins  wait ; 
The  queen  was  plac'd  at  thy  right  hand,  ' . 
In  golden  robes  of  ftate. 

PAR    T      II.  - 

10  But  thou,  O  royal  bride,  give  eafj 

And  to  my  words  attend  ; 

Forget  thy  native  country  now, 

And  ev'ry  former  friend.. 

1 1  So  fhall  thy  beauty  charm  the.  King,    , 

Nor  fhall  his  love  decay  ; 
For  he  is  now  become  thy  Lord  j 
To  him  due  rev'rence  pay. 

z  2  The  Tyrian  matrons,  rich  and  procd^ 
Shall  humble  prefents  make  ; 
And  all  the  wealthy  nations  fue 
Thy  favour  to  pjalake. 

13  The  King's  fair  daughter's  fairer  foul 

All  inward  graces  fill  ; 
Her  raiment  is  of  pureft  gold, 
Adorn'd  withcoftly  Ikill. 

14  She  in  her  nuptial  garments  drefs'd, 

With  needles  richly  -WTOUght,  • 

Attended  by  her  virgin  train, 

Shall  to  the  King  be  brought. 
1  j;  With  all  the  ftate  of  folemn  joy 

The  triumph  moves  along  ; 
Till,  with  wide  gates,  the  royal  court 

Receives  the  pompous  throng. 

J  6  Thou,  in  thy  royal  Father's  room, 
Muft  princely  fons  expert  ; 
Whom  thou  to  difF'rent  realms  may'ft  fend, 
To  govern  and  proteft  ; 
1 7  Whllft  this  my  fong  to  future  times 
Tranfmits  thy  glorious  name  ; 
And  makes  the  world,  with  one  confent, 
Thy  lafting  praife- proclaifii. 


63"  Psalm  XLVI,  XLVIf. 

P  S  A  L  M      XLVI.     Particular  metre. 
I  *  f^  OD  is  our  refuge  m  diftrefs ; 

\jr     A  prefent  help  when  dangers  prefs  j 
In  him,  undaunted,  we'll  confide  ; 
2,  3  Though  earth  were  from  her  centre  toft. 
And  mountains  in  the  ocean  loft, 
Tom  piece-meal  by  the  roavitig  tide, 

4  A  gentler  ftream  with  gladneCs  ftill 
The  city  of  our  Lord  fhall  fill,  ■ 

The  royal  feat  of  God  moft  high^: 

5  God  dwells  in  Sion,  whofe  fair  tow'rs 
Shall  mock  th*  alTaults  of  earthly  pow'rs»  . 

While  his  Almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

6  In  tumults  W'he^n  the  heathen  rag'd. 
And  kingdoms-war  againft  us  wag'd, 

He  thunder-'d,  and  difpers'd  their  pow'rs  j  • 

7  -The  Lord  of  Hofts  eonduds  our  arms,  -     * 

Our  tow'r  of  refuge  in  alarms, 

Our  fathers'  Guardian  God,  and  ours. 

8  Come,  fee  the  wonders  he  hath  wrough<:, 
On  earth  what  defolation  brought ; 

How  h^:  has  calrn'd  the  jarring  world  :  • 

9  He  broke  the  warlike  fpear  and  bow  ; 
With  them  their  thund'ring  chariots  too  -• 

Into  devouring  flames  werehurl'd. 

10  Submit  to  God's  Almighty  fway  ; 
For  him  the  heathen  Ihall  obey, 

And  earth  her  ibv'reign  Lord  confefs  : 
I  r  The  God  of  Hofcs  conduds  our  arms,- 
Our  tow'r  of  refuge  in  alarms. 
As  to  our  fathers  in  diftrefs.  ■ 

PSALM     ^ISW.     Long  metre, 
ij  2  r^  ALL-ye  people,  clap  your  hands, 
V-.^      And  with  triumphant  voices  fmg  j 
No  force  the  mighty  pow'r  withftands 
Of  God,  the  univerfal  King. 
5,  4  He  Ihall  nppof.ng  nations  quell, ' 
And  with  fuccefs  our  battles  fight ; 
Shall  fir  the  place  where  we  muft  dwellj 
The  pride  of  Jacob,  his  delighu 


Psalm  XLVIII.  69 

5V6  God  is  gone  up,  our  Lord  and  King, 

With  fhouts  of  joy,. and  trumpets'  ibundj,   . 
To  him  repeated  praifes  iing, 

And  let  the  cheerftil  fong  rebound. 
7,  8  Your  utmoft  fkill  in  praiie  be  fhown, 
For  him,  who  all  the  world  commandSi 
Who  fits  upon  his  righteous  throne, 

Andfpreads  his  f.vay  o'er  heathen  lands,  , 

9  Our  chiefs  and  tribes,  that  far  from  herice 

To  ferve  the  God  of  Abr'am  came, 

Found  him  their  conftant  fure  defence  : 

How  great  and  'glorious  is  his  name ! 
«. 

?  S  A  JL  M      XLVIII.      Conmionmetre.  , 

1  nr'  HE  Lord,  the  only  God,  is  great, 

1"        And  greatly  to  be  prais'd 
In  Sion,  on  whofe  hftppy  mount 
His  facred  throne  is  rais'd, 

2  Her  tow'rs,  the  joy  of  all  the  earth,  V 

With  beauteous  profpedl  rife  ; 
On  her  north  fide  th'  Almighty  King's 
Imperial  city  lies.   . 

3  God  in  her  palaces  is  known  ; 

His  prefence  is' her  guard  : 

4  Confed'rate  kings  withdrew  their  fiege,    . 

And  of  fuccefs  deipair'd. 

5  They  view'd  her  v/alls,  admlr'd,  and  fied,   . 

With  grief  and  terror  ftruck  ; 

6  Like  women,  whom  the  fudden  pangs   ■ 

Of  travail  had  o'ertook. 

1  ■  No  wretched  crew  of  mariners 
Appear  like  them  forlorn, 
When  fleets  from  Tarihilh'  wealthy  coafts   - 
By  eaflern  winds  are  torn. 

8  In  Sion  we  have  feen  perform'd 

A  work  that  was  foretold, 
In  pledge  that  God,  for  times  to  coraCy 
His  city  will  uphold, 

9  Not  in  our  fortreffes  and  walls 

Did  we,  O  God,  coafide. 


70  Psalm  XLi:Xr. 

But  on  the  temple  fix'd  our  hopes. 
In  which  thou  doft  refide. 
so  According  to  thy  fov'reign  Name, 
Thy  praffe  through  earth  extends  j 
Thy  pow'rful  arm,  as  juftic^  guides, 
Chaftrfes  or  defends. 

1 1  Let  Sion's  mount  with  joy  refound  ; 

Her  daughters  all  be  taught 
In  fongs  his  judgments  to  extol, 
Who  this  deliv'rance  wrought. 

12  Compafs  her  wails  in  folemn  pomp  ;  • 

Your  eyes  quite  round  her  caft  ; 
Count  all  her  tow'rs,  and  fee  if  there 
You  find  one  ftone  difplac'd. 

13  Her  forts  and  palnces  furvey  ; 

Obferve  their  order  well.  ;  -• 
That,  with  aiFurance,  to  your  heirs 
His  wonders  you  may  tell. 
3  4.This  God  is  ours,  and  will  be  ours,. , 
Whilft  we  in  him  confide  ; 
Who,  as  he  has  preferv'd  us  now, 
Till  death  will'  be  our  guide. 

i   0  A  L  M    XLIX.      Convnoninetrci 

*>  2  T     ET  all  the  lift'ning  world  attend, 
JL-^    And  my  inftrudion  hear  ; 
Let  high  and  low,  and  rich  and  poor. 
With  joint  confent  give  ear. 

3  My  mnuth,  v/ith  faored  wifdom  fill'd. 

Shall  good  advice  impart  ; 
The  found  refult  of  prudent  thoughts", 
Digefted  in  my  heart. 

4  To  parahles  of  weighty  fenfe 

I  v/ill  my  ear  incline  ; 
Whilft  to  my  tuneful  harp  I  fing 
Dark  v/ords  of  deep  defign. 

5  Why  ihould  my  courage  fall  in  times  ■ 

Of  danger  and  of  doubt, 
When  finuers,  that  would  me  fupplant, 
Have  compafs'd  me  about  \ 


Psalm  XLIX.  71 

16  ThoA;  men,  that  all  their  hope  and  trufl; 
In  heaps  of  treafure  place, 
And  boart  in  triumph,  when  they  fee 
Thdr  ill  got  wealth  increafe, 
7  Are  yet  unable  from  the  grave 
Their  deareft  friend  to  free  ; 
Nor  can,  by  force  of  bribes,  reverfe 
Th'  Almighty  Lord's  decree. 

8,  9  Their  vain  endeavours  they  muft  quit  ; 
The  price  is  held  too  high  ; 
No  fums  can  purchafe  fuch  a  grant, 
That  man  fhquld  never  die.   1 
10  Not  wifdom  can  the  wife  exempt, 
Nor  fools  their  folly  fa-te ; 
But  both  muft  perifh,  and  in^death 
Their  wealth  to  others, l^ave. 

J I  For  though  they  think  their  ftately-  feats 

Shall  ne'er  to  ruin  fall, 

But  their  remembrance  laft  in  lands 
Which  by  their  names  they  call ; 
1 2  Yet  fhall  their  fame  be  foon  forgot,     < 
How  great  foe'er  their  ftate  ; 
With  beafts  their  memory,  and  they, 
Sliall  fhare  one  common  fate. 

PART      II. 

t2  3  How  great  their  folly  is,  who  thus     . 
Abfurd  conclufions  jnake  ! 
And  yet  their  children,  unreclaim'd, 
Repeat  the  grofs  millake. 
J  4  They  all,  like  fiieep  to  flaughter  led, 
The  prey  of  death  arc  made  ; 
Their  beauty,  while  the  juft  rejoice, 
Within  the  gr^ve  fhall  fade. 

J5  But  God  will  yet  redeem  my  foul  } 

And  from  the  greedy  grave 
His  greater  pow'r  fliall  fet  me  free, 

And  to  himfelf  receive. 
46  Then  fear  not  thou,  when  worldly  mea 

In  envy'd  wealth  abound  j 


72'  P%ALM   L, 

Nor  though'  their  proip'rous  houfe  iHcreafe, 
With  itate  and  honour  crown'd. 

17  For  when  they're  furamon'd  hence  by  deaths 
They  leave  all  this  bthind  ; 
No  fhadow  of  their  former  pomp 
Within  the  grave  they  find  : 
J  8  And  yet  they  thought  thcir  ftate  was^blefty 
Caught  in  the  flatt'rer's  fitare. 
Who  with  their  vanity  comply*<iy 
And  prais'd  their  worldly  care. 

:  19  In  their  forefathers'  fteps  they  tread  j 
And  when,  like  them,  they  die. 
Their  wretched  anceftors  and  they 
In  endlefs  darknefs  lie. 
so  For  man,  how  great  foe'er  his  ftate, 
Unlefs  he's  truly  wife. 
As  like  a  fenfunl  beaft  he  lives, 
So  like  a  beaft  he  dies. 

P  S  A  I*  M      L.      Pariicul^fi  vteftt^ 

tf  2  »Tp  H  E  Lord  hath  fpdke,  the  mighty  G«d 
X      flath  fent  his  fummons  all  abroad, 
From  dawning  light,  till  day  declines : 
The  lift'ning  earth  his  voice  hath  heard, 
And  he  from  Sion  hath  appear 'd,. 
Where  beauty  in  perfection  fhines, 

g,  4  Our  God  fhall  come,  and  keep  no  more 
Mifconftru'd  filence,  as  befcwe  ; 

But  wafting  flames  before  him  fend  : 
Around  fliall  tempefts  fiercely  rage, 
Whilft  he  doesheav'n  and  earth  engage 

His  juft  tribunal  to  attend. 

5,  6  Aftemble  all  my  faints  to  me, 
(Thus  runs  the  great  divine  decree) 

That  in  my  lafting  covenant  live, 
And  offerings  bring  with  conftant  care  ; 
The  Heav'ns  his  juftice  fnall  declare  ; 

For  God  himfelf  fhall  ientence  give. 

7-,  8  Attend,  my  people  ;  Ifrael,  hear  j 
•  Thy  ftrong  accufer  I'll  appear  : 
'Thy  God,  thy  only  God,  am  I ; 


Psalm  L.  '73 

-  'Tis  not  of  ofF'rings  I  ccmplain, 
Which,  daily  in  my  temple  flain, 
My  facred  altar  did  fupply. 

•9  Will  this  alone  atonement  make  ? 
No  bullock  from  thy  ftall  I'll  take. 
Nor  he-goat  from  thy  fold  accept : 
10  The  foreft  hearts,  that  range  alone, 
The  cattle  too,  are  all  my  own. 
That  on  a  thoufand  hills  are  kept. 

-Ill  know  the  fowls,  that  build  their  nefts 
In  craggy  rocks  ;.and  favage  beads, 
That  loofely  haunt  the  open  fields  : 

12  If  feiz'd  with  hunger  I  could  be, 
I  need  not  feek  relief  from  thee. 

Since  the  world's  mine,  and  all  it  yields. 

1 3  Think'll  thou  that  I  have  any  need 
On  flaughter'd  bulls  and  goats  to  feed, 

To  eat  their  flefh,  and  drink  their  blood  ? 

14  The  facrifices  I  require, 

Are  hearts  whicli  love  and  real  infpire. 
And  vows  with  ftridlefl  care  made  good. 

15  In  time  of  trouble  call  on  me. 
And  I  will  fet  thee  fafe  and  free  ; 

And  thou  returns  of  praife  Jhalt  make. 

1 6  But  to  the  wicked  thus  faith  God  : 
How  dar'ft  thou  teach  my  laws  abroad. 

Or  in  thy  mouth  my  cov'nant  take  i 

17  For  flubborn  thou,  confirm'd  in  fm. 
Haft  proof  againft  inftru(5lion  been, 

And  of  my  word  didft  lightly  fpeak  : 
£8  When  thou  a  fubtle  thief  didft  fee. 
Thou  gladly  with  him  didft  agree, 
And  with  adult'rers  didft  partake. 

19  Vile  flander  is  thy  chief  delight ; 
Thy  tongue,  by  envy  mov'J,  and  fpite, 

Deceitful  tales  does  hourly  fpread  ;  •* 

20  Thou  doft  witli  hateful  icandals  wound 
Thy  brother,  and  with  lies  confound 

The  offspring  of  thy  mother's  bed. 

G 


74  Psalm  LI. 

2 1  Thefe  things  didft  thou,  whom  ftill  I  ftreyfi 
To  gain  with  filence,  and  with  love, 

Till  thou  didft  wickedly  furmife. 
That  I  was  fuch  a  one  as  thou  : 
But  I'll  reprove  and  fliame  thee  now. 

And  fet  thy  fins  before  thine  eyes. 

22  Mark  this,  ye  wicked  fools,  left  I 
Let  all  my  bolts  of  vengeance  fly, 

Whilft  none  fhall  dare  your  caufe  to  own  % 

23  Who  pra.ifes  me,  tiue  honour  gives  j 
And  to  the  man  that  Juftly  lives 

My  ftrong  falvation  iliall  be  flaown. 

PSALM       LT.        S/:ort  metre, 
I   T  TAVE  mercy.  Lord,  on  me, 
XjL      As  thou  v.'ert  ever  kind  ; 
Let  me,  opprefs'd  with  loads  of  guilt. 
Thy  wonted  mercy  find. 
2,  3  Wafh  off  my  foul  offence, 

And  cleanfe  me  from  my  fin  ; 
For  I  confefs  my  crime,  and  fee 
How  great  ray  guilt  has  been. 

4  Agalnft  thee,  Lord,  alone, 

And  only  in  thy  fight. 
Have  I  ti-anfgrefs'd  ;  and,  though  condemn^dj 
Muft  o\vi\  thy  judgments  right. 

5  In  guilt  each  part  was  form'd 

Of  all  this  finful  frame  ; 
In  guilt  I  w^s  concelv'd,  and  born 
The  heir  of  fin  and  fliame. 

6  Yet  thou,  whofe  fearching  eye 

Does  inward  truth  require, 
In  fecret  didft  with  wifdom's  laws 
My  tender  foul  Infpire. 

7  With  hylfop  purge  me.  Lord, 
«       And  fo  I  -clean  Ihall  be  ; 

••  I  fhall  with  fnow  in  whitenefs  vi^, 
»    When  .purify'd  by  thee. 

8  Make  me  to  hear  with  joy 

Thy  kind  forgiving  voice  ; 
That  fo  the  bones  which  thou  haft  brpjce 
May  with  freih  ftrength  rejoice. 


FSALM    LI,  75:- 


9;  10  Blot  out  my  crying  fins. 
Nor  me  in  ancrer  view  : 
Create  in  me  a  heart  that's  clean,  ' 
An  upright  mind  renew. 

PART       IL 

1 1  Withdraw  not  thou  thy  help, 

Nor  caft  me  from  thy  fight ; 
Nor  let  thy  Holy  Spirit  take 
Its  everlafting'  flight. 

12  The  joy  thy  favour  gives, 

Let  me  again  obtain  ; 
And  thy  free  Spirit's  firm  fupport 
My  fainting  foul  fuftain. 

23  So  I  thy  righteous  ways 
To  finners  will  impart ; 
Whilft  my  advice  fhall  wicked  men 
To  thy  juft  laws  convert. 
14  My  guilt  of  blood  remove. 
My  Saviour,  and  my  God  ; 
And  my  glad  tongue  fhall  loudly  tell 
Thy  righteous  ads  abroad. 

25  Do  thou  unlock  my  lips, 

With  forrow  clos'd  and  fhame  ; 
So  fhall  my  mouth  thy  wond'rous  praife 
To  all  the  world  proclaim. 

16  Could  facrifice  atone, 

"Whole  flocks  and  herds  fhould  die  ; 
But  on  fuch  off'rings  thou  difdain'Il 
To  caft  a  gracious  eye. 

17  A  broken  fpiric  fs 

By  God  moft  highly  priz'd  ; 
By  him  a  b^(^ken  contrite  heart 
Shall  never  be  defpis'd. 

18  Let  Sion  favour  find. 

Of  thy  good  will  aflar'd  ; 
And  thy  own  city  flourifli  lo;*/^j 
By  lofty  walls  fecur'd. 

19  The  juft  fliall  then  attend. 

And  pleafrng  tribute  pay ; 
And  fieri fice  of  choiceft  kind 
Upon  thy  akar  lay. 


rQ.  Psalm  LII,  Llil. 


1 


PSALM      LII.       Common  metre, 
N  vain,  O  man  of  lawlefs  might, 
Thouboaft'ft  thyfelfin  ill;    , 
Since  God,  the  God  in  whom  I  trufl, 
Vouchfafes  his  favour  ftilL 
■z  Thy  wicked  tongue  doth  fiand'rous  tales- 
Malicioufly  devife  ; 
And,  fharper  than  a  razor  fct, 
It  wounds  with  treach'rous  lies. 

3,  4  Thy  thoughts  are  more  on  ill  than  good',^ 
On  lies  than  truth,  employ 'd'; 
Thy  tongue  delights  in  words,  by  whick 
The  guiltlefs  are  deftroy'd. 
5  Gcd  Ihall  forever  blaft  thy  hopes, 
And  fnatch  thee  foon  away  ; 
Nor  in  thy  dwelling  place  permit^. 
Nor  in  the  v/orid,  to  flay. 

4  The  juft,  with  pious  fear,  fh all  fee 
The  downfal  of  thy  pi  ide  ; 
And  at  thy  fudden  ruin  laugh, 
And  thus  thy  fall  deride  : 

7  <•  See  there  the  rnan  that  haughty  was^ 

«  "'.Vho  proudly  God  defy'd, 
«  Who  trufted  in  his  wealth,  and  ftill 
''  On  wicked  arts  rely'd." 

8  But  I  am  like  thofe  olive-plants 

That  fnade  God's  temple  round  j 
And  hope  with  his  indulgent  gra9e 
To  be  forever  crown'd. 

9  So  iiiall  my  foul  with  praife,  O  God, 

Extol  thy  wond'rous  love  ; 
And  on  tliy  nam.e  wi:h  patience  wait ; 
For  this  tliy  faints  approve. 

PSALM      LIII.        Common  metre^ 

1  ^  I  '<HE  wicked  fools  muft  furefuppofe 

JL        That  God  is  but  a  name  ; 
This  grofs  miftake  their  practice  fhows, 
Since  virtue  all  difclaim. 

2  The  Lord  look'd  down  from  Heav'n's  high  towV, 

The  fons  of  men  to  view  j 


Psalm  LIV.  77 

To  fee  if  any  own'd  his  pow'r, 
Or  truth  or  juftice  knew. 

3  But  all,  he  faw,  were  backward  gone, 
Desen'rate  drown  and  bafe  ;  • 
None  for  religion  car'd,  not  one 
Of  all  the  fmful  race-. 
<]   But  are  thofe  workers  of  deceit 
So  dull  and  fenfelefs  grown, 
That  they  like  bread  my  people  eat/ 
And  God's  juft  pow'r  difown  ? 

5  Their  caufelefs  fe^rs  fliall  ftrangely  grow  ;  • 

And  they,  defpis'd  of  God, 
Shall  foon  be  foll'd  ;  his  hand  fliall  throw 
Their  fliatter'd  bones  abroad. 

6  AVould  he  his  faring  pow'r  employ 

To  break  our  fervile  band, 
Loud  fhouts  of  univerfal  joy 
Should  echo  through  the  land,  - 

P  S  A  L  -  M      LIV.       Covimon  metre. 

I,  2  T     ORD,  fave  me,  for  thy  glorious  name  3 
i  J     And  in  thy  ftrength  appear, 
To  judge  my  caufe  ;  accept  my  pray'r, 
And  to  my  words  give  ear. 
3  Mere  ftrangers,  whom  I  never  wrong'd, 
To  ruin  me  dcfign'd. ; 
And  cruel  men,  that  fear  no  God, 
Againft  my  foul  combin'd. 

4,  5  But  God  takes  part  with  all  my  friends, 
And  he's  the  fureft  guard  ; 
The  God  of  truth  Ihall  give  my  foes 
Their  falfehood's  due  reward  ; 

6  While  I  my  grateful  off 'rings  bring, 

And  facrifice  with  joy  ; 
And  in  his  praife  my  time  to  come 
Delightfully  employ. 

7  From  dreadful  danger  and  diftrcfs^ 

The  I^ord  hath  fet  me  free  ; 
Througli  him  Oiall  I  of  all  my  foes 
The  juft  deftruiflion  fee* 

G  2 


7^  Psalm  LV. 

1    o  A  L  J»l      LV.       Common  metre, 

1  r^  IVE  ear,  thou  Judge  of  all  the  earth. 
VJT      And  liften  when  I  pray  ; 

Nor  from  diy  humble  fuppliant  turn 
Thy  glorious  fjice  away. 

2  Attend  to  this  my  fad  complaint. 

And  hear  my  grievous  moans ; 
While  I  my  mournful  cafe  declare. 
With  artlefs  fighs  and  groans. 

3  Hark  how  the  foe  infults  aloud  ! 

How  fierce  oppreffors  rage  ! 
Whofe  fland'rous  tongues,  with  wrathful  hate, 
Againft  my  fame  engage. 
4,  5  My  heart  is  rack\i  with  pain  ;  my  foul 
^With  deadly  frights  diftrefs'd  ; 
With  fear  and  trembling  compafs'd  round, 
With  horror  quite  opprefs'd. 

6  How  often  wifli'd  I  then,  that  I 

The  dove's  fwift  wings  could  get ; 
That  I  might  take  my  fpeedy  flight. 
And  feek  a  fafe  retreat. 
-,  8  Then  would  I  wander  far  from  hence, 
^  And  in  wild  deferts  ftray, 
Till  all  this  furious  ftorm  were  fpent. 
This  tempeft  pafs'd  away. 

P    A    R    T       II. 

9  Deftroy,  O  Lord,  their  ill  defigns, 

Their  counfels  foon  divide  ; 
For  through  the  city  my  griev'd  eyes 
Have  ftrife  and  rapine  fpy'd. 

10  By  day  and  niglit,  on  ev'ry  wall 

They  walk  their  conllant  round  ; 
And  in  the  midft  of  all  her  ftrength 
Are  grief  and  mifchief  found. 

1 1  Whoe'er  through  ev'ry  part  fhall  roam, 

Will  frefh  diforders  meet  ; 
Deceit  and  guile  their  conftant  pofts 
Maintain  in  ev'ry  ftreet. 


Psalm  LV.  yg^ 


12  For  'twas  not  any  open  foe 
That  f;ilfe  refleftions  made  ; 
For  then  I  could  with  eai'e  have  borne- 
The  bitter  things  he  laid. 

'Twas  none  who  hatred  had  profefs'd,. 

That  did  againft  me  rife  ; 
For  then  I  had  withdrawn  myfelf 

From  his  malicious  eyes. 
13,  14  But  'twas  e'en  thou,  my  guide,  my  friend, 

Whom  tend'reft  love  did  join  ; 
Whofe  jfweet  advice  I  valued  moft  ; 

Whofe  pray'rs  were  mix'd  with  mine. 

15  Sure  vengeance,  equal  to  their  crimes, 
Such  traitors  muft  furprife. 
And  fudden  death  requite  thofe  ills 
They  wickedly  devife. 
1 5,  17  But  I  will  call  on  God,  who  (till 
Shall  in  ray  aid  appear  ;. 
At  morn,  at  noon,  and  night,  I'll  pray  ;. 
And  he  my  voice  fhaU  hear. 

PART      III. 

18  God  has  releas'd  my  foul  from  thofe 

That  did  with  me  contend  ; 
And  made  a  num'rous  hoft  of  friends 
My  righteous  caufe  defend. 

19  For  he,  who  was  my  help  of  old. 

Shall  now  his  fuppliant  hear  ; 
And  punifh  them,  whofe  profp'rous  ftate 
Makes  them  no  God  to  fear. 

20  Whom  can  I  tra{^,  if  faithlefs  men 

Perfidioufly   devife 
To  ruin  me,  their  peaceful  friend, 
And  break  the  ftrongeft  ties  ? 

21  Tliough  foft  and  melting  are  their  words, 

Their  hearts  with  war  abound  ; 
Their  fpeeches  are  more  fmooth  than  oil. 
And  yet  like  fwcrds  they  wound. 

22  Do  thou,  my  foul,  on  God  depend. 

And  he  fball  thee  fuftain  ; 
He  aids  the  juft,  v/hom  to  fupplant 
The  wicked  llrivc  in  vain. 


So-  Psalm  LVD 

23  My  foes,  that  trade  in  lies  and  blood, 
Shall  all  untimely  die  ; 
Whilil:  I,  foi*health  and  length  of  days, 
On  thee,  my  God,  rely. 

PSALM      LVI.        Cojfwion  metre. 

1  TTX  O  thou,  O  God,  in  mercy  help ; 

\_J      For  man  my  life  purfues  : 
To  crufh  me  with  repeated  wrongs, 
He  daily  ftrife  renews. 

2  Continually  my.  fpiteful  foes 

To  ruin  me  combine  ; 
Thoii  feeft,  who  fitt'ft  enthron'd  on  high. 
What  mighty  numbers  join. 

3  But  though  foraetimes  furpris'd  by  fear^ 

On  danger's  firft  alarm  ; 
Yet  ftill  for  fuccour  I  depend 
On  thy  Almighty  arm. 

4  God's  faithful  promife  I  fhall  praiie. 

On  which  I  now  rely  ; 
In  God  I  truft,  and,  truRing  him, 
The  arm  of  fiefn  defy. 

5  They  ^vreft  my  words,  and  make  them  fpeak 

A.  fenfe  they  never  meant : 
Their  thoughts  are  all,  witli  refllefs  fpite, 
On  my  deflruiftion  bent. 

6  In  clofe.afTemblles  they  combine. 

And  wicked  projefts  lay  ; 
They  watch  my  fteps,  and  lie  in  wait 
To  make  my  foul  their  pre}'. 

7  Shall  fuch  injuflice  ftill  efcape  ? 

0  righteous  God,  arife  ; 

Let  thy  juft  wrath,  too  long  provok'd, 
This  impious  race  chaftife. 

8  Thou  numb'reft  all  my  fteps,  fmce  firfl 

1  was  com.pell'd  to  flee  ; 
My  very  tears  are  treafur'd  up,. 

And  regifter'd  by  thee. 

9  When  dierefore  I  invoke  thy  aid  j 

My  foes  fhall  be  o'erthroA^n  ; 

For  I  am  well  affur'd  that  God 

M/  righteous  caufe  will  own. 


Psalm  LVIL'  8i: 

TO,  II  1*11  truft  God's  word,  and  fodefpiie 
The  force  that  man  can  raiie ; 

12  To  thee,  O  God,  my  vows  are  due ; 

To  thee  I'll  render  praife. 

13  Thou  haft  retriev'd  my  foul  from  death  j 

And  thou  wilt  I'lill  fecure 
The_  life  thou  haft  fo  oft  preferv'd, 
And  make  my  footfteps  fure  : 

14  That  thus  protCifled  by  thy  pow'r, 

I  may  this  light  enjoy  ; 
And  in  the  fervice  of  my  God 
My  lengthen'd  days  employ.^ 

PSALM     LVII.       Long  metre, 

1  ^~\^  HY  mercy,  Lord,  to  me  extend  ; 

X        On  thy  protection  I  depend  j 
And  to  thy  wing  for  fhelter  haRc, 
Till  this  outrageous  ftorm  is  pafs'd. 

2  To  thy  tribunal.  Lord,  I  fly, 

Thou  fov'reign  judge,  and  God  moft  high»- 
Who  wonders  haft  for  me  begun, 
And  wilt  not  leave  thy  work  undone. 

3  From  Heaven  prote>!!t  me  by  thine  arm. 
And  ihame  ajl  thofe  v/ho  feek  my  harm  j 
To  my  relief  thy  mercy  fend. 

And  truth,  on  which  my  hopes  depend. 

4  For  I  with  favage  men  converfc. 
Like  hungry  lions  wild  and  fierce  ; 

With  men  whofe  teeth  are  fpears,  their  words 
Invenom'd  darts  and  two-edg'd  fwords. 

5.  Be  thou,  O  God,  e::alted  high  ; 
And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  fky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  difplay'd,   . 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obey"d. 

6  To  take  me  they  their  net  prepar'd. 
And  had  almoft  my  foul  enfnar'd  ; 
But  fell  ttemftlves,  by  jaft  decree, 
Into  the  pit  they  made  for  me. 

7  O  God,  my  heart  is  fix'd,  'tis  bent, 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  prefent ; 

And,  with  my  heart,  my  voice  I'll  ralfe,. 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  fongs  of  praife ; 


Si"'  Psalm  LVIIL 

$  Awake,  my  glory ;  harp  and  lute, 
No  longer  let  your  firings  be  mute  5 
And  T,  my  tutteful  -part  to  take, 
Will  with  die  early  dawn  awake. 

9  Thy  praifes,  Lord,  I  will  refound 
To  all  the  lift'nlng  nations  round  ; 

10  Thy  mercy  higheft  Heav'n  tranfcends  j   ■ 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

3  I  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high.; 
And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  flcy, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth'  difplay'd, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obey'd.  ' 

"  t>'A.  L.  M      LVIII.       Connno'/f vietre^, 
r    O  PEAK,  O  ye  judges  of  the  earth, 
O      If  juft  your  fentence  be  ; 
Or  mufl:  not  innocence  appeal 
To  Heav'n  from  your  decree  ? 

2  Your  wicked  hearts  and  judgments  are 

Alike  by  malice  fway'd  ; 
Your  griping  hands,  by  weighty  bribes^ 
To  violence  betray 'd.  ' 

3  To  virtue  flrangers,  from  the- womb 

Their  infant  fteps  went  wrong  ; 
They  prattled  flander,  and  in  lies 
Employ'd  their  lifping  tongue. 

4  No  ferpent  of  parch'd  Afric's  breed   ■ 

Does  ranker  poifon  bear  ; 
The  drowfy  adder  will  as  foon 
Unlock  his  fullen  ear, 

,5  Unmov'd  bygood  advice,  and  deaf 
As  adders  they  remain  ; 
From  whom  the  fkilful  charmer's  voice 
Can  no  attention  gain. 

6  Defeat,  O  God,  their  threat'ning  rage, 

And  timely  break  their  power  ; 
Difarm  thefe  growling  lions'  jaws. 
E'er  pradis'd  to  devour. 

7  Let  nowtheir  infolence,  at  height. 

Like  ebbing  tides  be  ipent ;  ' 
Their  fhiverM  darts  deceive  their  ainip 
When  they  their  bow  have  hzT^, 


Psalm  LIX.  78j 

S  Like  fnails  let  them  dliFolve  to  flime^ 
Like  h^fty  births,  become 
Unworthy  to  behold  the  fun, 
And  dead  within  .the  womb. 

9  E'er  thorns  can  make  the  flefh-pots  boilj 

Tempefluous  wrath  fhall  come 
From  God,  and  fnatch  them  hence  alive 
To  their  eternal  doom. 

10  The  righteous  fhall  rejoice  to  fee 

Their  crimes  with  vengeance  meet ; 
And  faints  in  perfecutors'  blood 
Shall  dip  their  harmlefs  feet. 

1 1  TranfgrefTors  then  with  grief  fhall  fee 

Juft  men  rewards  obtain  ; 
And  own  a  God,  whofe  juflice  will 
The  guilty  earth  arraign. 

P  S  A.  L  M       LIX.       Common  metre. 
V  '   T^ELIVER  me, O  Lord,  my  God, 
JL/      From  all  my  fpiteful  foes  ; 
In  my  defence  oppofe  thy  pow-'r 
To  theirs  who  me  oppofe. 

2  Preferve  me  from  a  wicked  race. 

Who  make  a  trade  of  ill  ; 
Prote<51-  me  from  remorfelefs  men. 
Who  feek  my  blood  to  fpiU. 

3  They  lie  in  wait,  and  mighty  pow'rs 

Againfh  my  life  combine. 
Implacable  ;  yet,  Lord,  thou  know'fl, 
For  no  offence  of  mine. 

4  In  hafte  they  run  about,  and  watch 

My  guiklefs  life  to  take  ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  on  my  diflrefs. 
And  to  my  help  awake. 

"5  Thou,  Lord  of  hofts,  and  Ifrael*s  God, 
Their  heathen  rage  fupprefs  ; 
Relentlcfs  vengeance  take  on  thofe 
Who  ftubbornly  tranfgrefs. 
.6  At  ev'ning,  to  bcfet  my  houfe. 

Like  growling  dogs  they  meet ; 
;Wlaile  others  through  the  city  rangfis 
And  raufack  ev'ry  flreet. 


%  Psalm  LIX. 

7  Their  throats  envenom'd  flander  breathe  j 

Their  tongues  are  fliarpen'd  Avords  ; 
«  Who  hears  >"  fay  they,  «*  or,  hearing,  darfis 
"  Reprove  our  lawlefs  words  V 

8  Bur  from  thy  throne  thou  Ihalt,  O  Lord, 

Their  baffled  plots  deride  ? 
And  foon  to  fcorn  and  fhame  expofe 
Their  boafted  heathen  pride. 

9  On  thee  I  v/ait ;  'tis  on  thy  ftrength  • 

For  fuccour  I  depend  ; 
'Tis  thou,  O  God,  art  my  defenc-e. 
Who  only  can  defend. 

10  Thy  mercy.  Lord,  which  hail  fo  oft 

From  danger  fet  me  free. 
Shall  crown  my  wiihes,  and  fubdue 
My  haughty  foes  tome. 

'  1 1  Deftroy  them  not,  O  Lord,  at  once  ; 
Reftrain  thy  vengeful  blow  ; 

-  Left  we,  ungratefully,  too  foon 

Forget  their  overthrow. 

-  Difperfe  them  through  the  nations  round 

By  thy  avenging  pow'r  ; 
•  Do  thou  bring  down  their  haughty  pride, 
O  Lord,  our  fhield  and  tow'r. 

-1 2  Now,  in  the  height  of  all  their  hopes, 
Their  arrogance  ehaftife  ; 
Whofe  tongues  have  fmn'd  without  reftratiit, 
And  curfes  join'd  with  lies. 
13  Nor  fhalt  thou,  whilft  their  race  endures, 
Thine  anger.  Lord,  fupprefs  ; 
That  diilant  lands  by  their  juft  doom, 
May  Ifrael's  God  confefs. 

■14  At  ev'ning  let  them  ftill  perfifl 
Like  grov/ling  dags  to  meet, 
Still  wander  all  the  city  round. 
And  traverfe  ev'ry  ftreet. 
E5  Then,  as  for  malice  now  they  do, 
For  hunger  let  them  ftray  ; 
And  yell  their  vain  complaints  aloud. 
Defeated  of  their  prey. 


Psalm  LX.  85 

?l'€  W^ilft  early  I  thy  merCy  fmg, 
Thy  wond'rous  poWr  confefs-; 
For  thou  haft  been  my  fure  defence, 
My  refuge  in  diftrefs. 
I J  To  thee,  with  never-ceafing  praife, 
O  God,  my  ftrength,  I'll  fmg  ; 
Thou  art  my  God,  the  Rock  from  whence 
My  health  and  fafety  fpring. 

PSALM      LX.       Lang  metre. 

X    y^  GOD,  who  haft  our  troops  difpers'd, 
\J      Forfaking  thofe  who  left  thee  firft  ; 
As  we  thy  juft  difpleafure  mourn, 
To  us,  in  mercy,  Lord,  return. 

2  Our  ftrength,  that  firm  as  earth  did  ftand. 
Is  rent  by  thy  avenging  hand  ; 

O  !  heal  t^e  breaches  thou  haft  made  : 
We  fhake,  we  fall,  without  thy  aid  ! 

3  Our  folly's  fad  effects  we  feel ; 

For,  drunk  with  difcord's  cup,  we  reel. 
-4.  But  now,  for  them  who  thee  rev  er'd, 

Thou  haft  thy  truth's  bright  banner  rear'ii. 
5  Let  thy  right  hand  thy  faints  proted  ; 

Lord,  hear  the  pray'rs  that  we  dire<fi:. 
'6  The  holy  God  has  fpoke ;  and  I, 

O'erjoy'd,  on  his  firm  word  rely: 

To  thee  in  portions  I'll  divide 
Fair  Sichem's  foil,  Samaria's  pride  ; 
To  Sichem,  Succoth  next  I'll  Join, 
And  meafure  out  her  vale  by  line. 
'7  ManafTeh,  Gilead,  both  fubfcribe 

To  my  commands,  with  Ephraim's  tribe  j 
Ephraim  by  arms  fupports  my  caufe, 
And  Judah  by  religious  laws. 

B  Moab  my  ftave  and  drudge  fhall  be, 

Nor  Edom  from  my  yoke  get  free  ; 

Proud  Paleftine's  imperious  ftate 

Shall  humbly  on  our  triumph  wait. 
9  But  who  ftiall  quell  thefe  mighty  pow'rs, 

And  clear  my  w^ay  to  Edom's  tow'rsf 

H 


86  Psalm  LXI,  LXil. 

Or  through  her  guarded  frontiers  tread 
The  path  that  doth  to  conqueft  lead  ? 

ioEv'n  thou,  O  God,  who  haft  difpers'd 
Our  troops  (for  we  forfook  thee  firft  ;) 
Thofe  whom  thou  didft  m  wrath  forfake, 
Aton'd,  thou  wilt  vidlorious  make. 

1 1  Do  thou  our  filiating  caufe  fuftain  ; 
For  human  fuccours  are  but  vain. 

12  Frcfli  ftrength  and  courage  God  beftows  ; 
'Tis  he  treads  dovro.  our  proudeft  foes. 

PSALM      LXI.       Coimmn  metre. 

I    1"     ORD,  hear  my  cry,  regard  my  pray'r, 

JLi      Whicli  I,  opprefs'd  with  grief, 
.2  From  earth's  remcteft  parts  addrefs 
To  thee  for  kind  relief. 
O  J  lodge  me  fafe,  beyond  the  reach 
Of  perfecuting  pow'r  1 
3  Thou,  who  fo  oft  from  fpiteful  foes 
Haft  been  my  fhelt'ring  tow'r. 

.4  So  ihall  I  in  thy  facred  courts 
Secure  from  danger  he  ;    ^ 
Beneath  the  covert  of  thy  wings, 
All  future  florms  defy. 

5  In  fign  my  vows  are  heard,  once  more 

I  o'er  thy  chofen  reign  ; 

6  O  !  blefs  with  long  and  profp'rous  life 

The  king  thou  didft  ordain. 

7  Confirm  his  throne,  and  make  his  reign 

Accepted  in  thy  fight  ; 
And  let' thy  truth  and  mercy  both 
In  his  defence  unite. 

8  So  (hall  I  ever  fmg  thy  praife, 

Thy  name  for  ever  blcfs  ; 
Devote  my  profp'rous  days  to  pay 
The  vows  of  my  diftrefs. 

PSALM      LXII.       Long  metre. 
1.2  "1\  /T  Y  foul  for  help  on  God  relies  ; 

My  Rock,  my  Health,  that  ftrength  fuppUes 
To  bear  the  ftiock  of  all  hiy  foes. 


Psalm  LXIII.  %^j 

J  How  long  win  ye  contrive  my  fall, 

Which  will  but  haften  on  your  own  ? 
You'll  totter  like  a  bending  wall, 
Or  fence  of  uncemented  flone. 

4  To  make  my  envy'd  honours  lefs. 

They  ftrive  with  lies,  their  chief  delight ; 
For  they,  tho'  with  their  mouths  they  blefs, 
In  private  curfe  with  inward  fpite. 
y,  6  But  thou,,  my  foul,  on  God  rely  ; 
On  him  alone  thy  truft  repofe  : 
My  Rock  and  Health  will  (Irength  fupply 
To  bear  the  Ihock  of  all  my  foes. 

7  God  does  his  faving  health  diipenle,. 

And  flowing  blelFmgs  daily  fend  ; 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  defence  ; 
On  him  my  foul  fhall  ftill  depend. 

8  In  him,  ye  people,  always  truft  ; 

Before  his  throne  pour  out  your  hearts  j 
For  God,  the  merciful  and  juft, 
His  timely  aid  to  us  imparts. 

9  The  vulgar  fickle  are  and  frail ; 

The  great  dilfemble  and  betray  ; 
And,  laid  in  truth's  impartial  fcale. 

The  Itghteft  things  will  both  outweigh;' 

10  Then  truft  not  in  opprefllve  ways  ; 

By  fpoil  and  rapine  grow  not  vain  ; 
Nor  let  your  hearts,  if  wealth  increafc, 
Be  fet-too  much  upon  your  gain. 

J. I  For  God  has  oft  his  will  exprefs'd, 
And  I  this  truth  have  fully  known; 
To  be  of  boundlefs  pow'r  polfefs'J, 
Belongs,  of  right,  to  God  alone. 
12  Though-rnercy  is  his  darling  grace, 
In  which  he  chiefly  takes  delight ; 
Yet  will  he  all  the  human  race 
According  to  their  works  requite. 


o 


PSALM      LXIII.       Purtiadar  metre 

GOD,  my.  gracious  God,  to  thee 
My  morning  pray'rs  {hall  oflcr'd  be  \ 
Eor.thee  my  thirlly  foul  doth  pant ; 


tS  Psalm  LXIV. 

My  fainting  flefh  implores  thy  grace- 
Within  this  dry  and  barren  place. 
Where  I.refrefliing  waters- want.. 

2  O  !  to  Tiiy  longing  eyes,  once  more, 
That  view  of  glorious  pow'r  reftore, , 
Which  thy  naajeRic  houfe  difplays  : 
3.  Becaufe  to  me  thy  wond'rous  love 
Tlian  life  itfelf  does  dearer^  prove, 

My  lips  fliaU  always  fpeak  thy  praife. 

4  My  life,  while  I  that  life  enjoy, 
In  bleffing  God  I  willemploy  ; 

With  lifted  hands  adore  his  name  : . 

5  My  foul's  content  thaU  be  as  great 
As. theirs  who  choiceft  dainties  eat, 

While  I  witli  joy  his  praife  proclaim, . 

6  When  dowa  I  lie,  fvveet,fleep  to  find, 
I'hoUj^Lord,  art  prefent  to  my  mind  ;  - 

And  when  I  wake  in  dead  of  night : 

7  Becaufe  thou  ftill  doft  fuccour  bring, 
Beneath  the  fliadow  of  thy  wing 

I  reft  with  fafety  and  ddight. 

8  My  foul,  when  foes  would  me  devour. 
Cleaves  faft  to  thee,  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r, . 

In  her  fupport  is  daily  fhown  ; 

9  But  thofe  the  righteous  Lord  fhall  flay, 
That  my  deftrudion  wifh  ;  and  they 

That  feek  my  life,  fhall  lofe  their  own.:, 

10  They  by  untimely  ends  fhall  die, 
Their  flefh  a  prey  to  foxes  lie  ; 

But  God  fhall,  fill  the  king  with  joy : 

11  Who  thee  confefs  fhall  Iliil  rejoice  ; 
Whilft  the  falfe  tongue,  and  lying  voice, . 

Thou,  Lord,  fhalt  filence  and  deflroy. 

PS  A  L  M      LXIV.      Common.  meffV,: 

I   T     ORD,  hear  the  voice  of  my  complaint  j 
t  1     To  my  requefl;  give  ear  ; 
Preferve  my  life  from  cruel  foes, 
And  free  my  foul  froir.  fear. 


Psalm-  LXV.  89^ 

2s  O '!  hide  me  with  thy  ten J'rcft  care, 
In  fome  fecure  retreat, 
From  finners  that  again  ft  me  rife, 
And  all  their  plots  defeat. 

3  See  how,  intent  to  work  my  harm, 

They  whfet  their  tongues  like  fwords  ; 
And  bend  their  bows  to  fhioot  their  daits,'. 
Sharp  liies,  and  bitter  words. 

4  Lurking  in  private,  at  the  jult 

They  take  their  fecret  aim  ; 
And  fuddenly  at  him  they  ihoot, 

Quite  void  of  feaf  and  fhame. 
5-.  To  carry  on  their  ill  defigns 

They  mutually  agree  ; 
They  fpeak  of  laying  private  fnares,' 

And  think  that  none  fliall  fee. 

5  Withutmoft  diligence  and  care 

Their  Avicked  plots  they  lay  ; 
The  deep  defigns  of  all  their  hearts 

Are  only  to  betray. 
7  But  God,'  to  anger  juftly  movM, 

His  dreadful  bow  Ihall  bend. 
And  on  his  flying  arrow's  point 

Shall' fwift  deftrU'fticn  fend. 
8~Tliofe  flandci's,  which  their  mouths  did  vent,  •. 

Upon  themfelves  Ihall  fall ; 
Tlieir  crimes,  difclos'd,  fhall  make  them  be 

Defpis'd  and  fhunn'd  by  all. 

9  The  world  fhall  then  G(3d*s  pow'r  confefs, 
And  nations  trembling  ftand, 
Convlnc'd  that  'tis  the  mighty  work 
Of  his  avenging  hand  ; 
loWhilft  righteous  men,  whom  God  fecures, 
In  him  fhall  gladly  truft  ; 
And  all  the  lilVning  earth  fhall  hear 

Loud  triumphs  of  the  juft.  • 

PSALM      LXV.       Long  metre. 
I   TT'OR  Ihce,  O  God,  our  conftan-t  praife 
Jl       In  Sion  wails,  thy  chofen  feat ; 
Our  promis'd  altars  there  we'll  raife. 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  compl,ete. 
H  2 


90  Psalm  LXV. 

2  0  thon,  who  to  my  humble  pray'r 

Didft  always  bend  thy  lift'ning  ear,  . 
To  tliee  fhall  all  mankind  repair, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear.  . 

3  Our  fms,  though  numberlefs,  in  vain 

To  ftop  thy  flowing  mercy  try  ; 
Whilft  thou  o'erlook'll  the  guilty  ftain, . 
And  wafiiefl  out  the  crimfon  dye. 

4  Blell  is  the  man,  .who,  near  thee  plac'd*^ 

Within  thy  facred  dwelling  lives  ! 
Whilft  we  at  humbler  diftance  tafte 
The  vail  delights  thy  temple  gives. 

5  By  wond'rous  adls,  O  God  raoft  jufl:,^ 

Have  we  thy  gracious  anfwer  found :  . 
In  thee  remote  ft  nations  truft. 

And  thofe  whom  ftormy  waves  furround. 
6,  7  God,  by  his  ftrength,  fets  faft  the  hills, 

And  does  his  matchlefs  pow'r  engage, 
With  which  the  fea's  loud  waves  he  ftills,  . 

And  angry  crowds'  tumultuous  rage. 

PA     R    T      II. 

S  Thou,  Lord,  doft  barb'rous  lands  difrriay*^.. 
When  they  thy  dreadful  tokens  view  ; 
With  joy  they  fee  th-e  night  and  day 
Each  other's  track,  by  turns,  purfue.  , 
9  From  out  thy  unexhaufted  ftore 

Thy  rain  relieves  the  thirfty  ground  ;  : 
Makes  lands,  that  barren  were  before. 
With  corn  and  ufeful  fruits  abound.  , 

JO  On  rifing  ridges  down  it  pours. 
And  ev'ry  forrow'd  valley  fills  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  them  foft  with  gentle  f^ow'rs,.. 
In  which  a  bieft  increafe  diftils* 

11  Thy  goodnefs  does  the  circling  year 

With  frefli  returns  of  plenty  crown ; 
And  where  thy  glorious  paths  appear. 
The  fruitful  clouds  drop  fatnefs  down. 

12  They  drop  on  barren  forefts,  chang'd 

By  them  to  paftures  frefh  and  green  j 
The  hills  about,  in  order  rang'd, 
In  beauteous  robes  of  joy  are  feen» 


?SALM    LXVI.  ^% 

13  Large  flocks  with  fleecy  wool  adom 

The  cheerful  downs  ;  the  vallies  bring 
A  plenteous  crop  of  fuU-car'd  corn. 
And  feem,  for  joy,  to  ftiout  and  fmg. 

PSALM      LXVL      ComnioH  metres- 
\i  2  T     ET  alLthe  lands,  with  fhouts  of  joy, ,. 
%.  A      To  God  their  voices  raife  ; 
Sing  pfalms  in  honour  of  his  Name, 
And  fpread  his  glorious  praife. 

3  And  let  them  fay,  How  dreadful.  Lord,  , 

In  alt  thy  works,  art  thou  ! 
To  tliy  great  pow'r  tiiy  ftubborn  foes  - 
Shall  all  be  forced  to  bowv 

4  Through  all  the  earth  the  nations  round 

Shall  thee  their  God  confefs  ^ 
And,  with  glad  hymns,  their  awful  dread'  ^ 
Of  thy  great  name  exprefs. 

5  O  !   come,  behold  the  works  of  God  ;  . 

And  then  with  me  you'll  own,  . 
That  he  to  all  the  fons  of  men 

Has  wond'rous  judgment  Ihown.  . 

6  He  made  the  fea  become  dry  land, 

Through  which  our  fatliers  walk'd  j 
Whilft  to  each  other  of  his  might 
With  joy  his  people  talk'd. 

7  He,  by  his  pow'r,  for  ever  rules  ;  : 

His  eyes  the  world  furvey  : 

Let  no  prefumptuous  man  rebel 

Againfl  his  fov 'reign  fway. 

PART      IL 

8,  9  O  !  all  ye  nations,  blefs  our  God» 

And  loudly  fpeak  his  praife  j 
"Who  keeps  our  fouls  alive,  and  ftill 

Confirms  our  ftedfaft  ways. 
JO  For  thou  haft  try'd  us.  Lord,  as  fire 

Does  try  the  precious  ore  ; 

1 1  Thou  brought'it  us  into  ftraits,  where  vre 

Oppreffing  burdens  bore. 

12  Infulting  foes  did  us,  their  flaves. 

Through  fir€  and  water  chafe  i 


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PsalmLXVIi: 


But  yet,  at  laft,  thou  brouglif'il  us  fortir^ 
Into  a  wealthy  place. 
1.3  Burnt  ofF'rings  to  thy  houfe  I'll  bring, . 
And  thei-e  my  vows  will  pay, 

14  Which  I  with  folemn  zeal  did  make 

In  trouble's  dlfmal  day. 

15  Then  {hall  the  richeft  incenfe  fmoke, 

The  fattea  rams  iliall  fall,  . 
The  choiceft  goats  from  out  the  fold, 
And  bullocks  from  the  ftall. 

16  O  !   come,  all  ye  that  fear  the  Lord,  - 

Attend  with  heedful  care, 
Whilft  I  what  God  for  me  has  done  : 
With  grateful  joy  declare. 

J  7,  18  As  ^before  his  aid  implor'd,  . 
So  now  I  praife  his  Name  ; 
Who,  if  my  heart  had  harbour 'd  firi,  _ 
Would  all  my  pray'rs  difclaim. 
19  But  God  to  me,  whene'er  I  cry'd, , 
His  gracious  ear  did  bend, 
And  to  the  voice  of  my  requell 
With  conftant  love  attend.- 

30  Then  blefs'd  for  ever  be  my  God,' 
Who  never,  when  I  pray, 
Withholds  his  m^rcy  from  ray  foul,  . 
Nor  turns  his  face  away.  . 

PSALM      LXVIL       Short,  tfietre. 

1  r^l  tQ  Wefs  thychofen  race, 

X        Ii"*  mercy,  Lord,  incline  ; 
And  caufe  the  brightuefs  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  faints  to  ftinc  : 

2  -That  fo  thy  wond'rous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known  ;  •. 
While  diflant  lands  their  tribute  pay,', 
And  thy  falvation  own. 

3  Let  diff'ring  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
Let  all'the  world,  O  Lord,  combine - 
To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 
,|  0  let  them  fhout  and  fing 
With  joy  ami  pious  mirth  j 


Psalm  LXVIII:  93, 

For  theii,  tire  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

5,  Let  difFring  nations  join 
To  celebrate  thy  fame  ;, 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine. 
To  praife  thy  glorious  Name. 

6  Then  ll>all  the  teeming  ground 

A  large  increafe  dil'clofe  ; 
And  we  with  plenty  fhall  be  crown'd^. 
Which  Gotl,  our  God,  bellows. 

7  Then  God  upoti  our  land 

Shall  conllant  bleffings  fhow'r  ; 
And  all  the  world  in  awe  fhall  ftand ; 
Of  his  refiftlefs  pow'r. 

PSALM     LXVIII.  -    Zi7/?P-  mi>v,-: 

1   T     ET  God,  the  God  of  battle,  rife, 

L  J      And  fcatter  his  prefumptuous  foes  j . 
Let  ihameful  rout  their  hoft  furprife, 
Who  fpitefully  his  pow'r  oppofe. 
3  As  fmoke  in  tempeft's  rage  is  loft,. 
Or  wax  into  the  furnace  caft  j 
So  let  their  facrilegious  hoft 

Before  his  wrathful  prefence  wafte. 

3  But  let  the  fervants  of  his  will 

His  favour's  gentle  beams  enjoy ; 
Their  upright  hearts  let  gladnefs  fill, 

And  cheerful  fongs  their  tongues  employ* . 

4  To  him  your  voice  in  anthems  raife  ; 

Jehovah's  awful  name  he  bears  ; 
In  him  rejoice,  extol  his  praife, 

Who  rides  upon  high-rolling  fpheres. 

5-  Him,  from  his  empire  of  the  fkies, 

Ta  this  low  world  compaflion  draws, . 
The  orphan's  claim  to  patronize. 

And  judge  the  injur'd  widow's  caufe.  . 
6'  'Tis  God,  who  from  a  foreign  foil 
Reftores  poor  exiles  to  their  home  ; 
Makes  captives  free,  and  fruitlefs  toil 
Their  proud  oppreflbrs*  righteous  doonu 


Psalm  LXVIIL 

7  'Twns  fo  of  old,  when  thou  didft  lead 

In  perfon,  Lord,  our  armies  forth  ; 
Strange  terrors  through'  the  defert  ipread> 
Convulfions  Ihook  th'  aftonifh'd  earth. 

8  The  breaking  clouds  did  rain  diRil, 

And  Heav'n's  high  arches  fliook  -witK  fear  :. 
How  then  ihould' Sinai's  humble  hill 
Of  Ifracl's  God' the  prefence  bear  ? 

9  Thy  hand,  at  famifti'd  eai-th's  complaint, 

Relicv'd  her  from  celeftial  rtores  ; 
And  when  thy  heritage  was  faint,. 

Aifuag'd  the  drought  with  plenteous  fhow'rs. 
ZO  Where  favages  had  rang'd  before. 

At  eafe  thou  mad'ft  our  tribes  refide  ;^ 
And,  hi  the  defert,  for  the  poor 

Thy  gen'rous  bounty  did  provide-. 

PART      ir. 

1^1  Thou  gav'ft  the  word  ;  we  fally'd  fortllf 
And  in  that  pow'rful  word  o'ercame  ; 
While  virgin  troops,  with  fongs  of  mirth,: 
In  ftate  our  conqueft  did  proclaim.^ 
13  Vaft  armies,  by  fnch  gen'rals  led. 
As  yet  had  ne'er  receiv'd  a  foil, 
Forfook  their  camp  with  fuddcn  dread^ 
And  to  our  wos^en  left  the  fpoil. 

13  Though  Egypt's  drudges  you  have  been,- 

Your  army's  wing  fhall  fliine  as  bright" 
As  ddves,  in  golden  funinine  feen. 
Or  filver'J  o'er  with  paler  light. 

14  'Twas  fo,  whan  God's  Almighty  hand 

O'er  fcatter'd,  kings  the  conqueft  won  ; 
Our  troops,  drawn  up  on  Jordan's  ftrai^d. 
High  Salmon's  glitt'ring  fnow  outftione. 

ijxFrom  thence  to  Jordan's -farther  coaft,. 
And  Bafhan's  hill  we  did  advance  : 
No  more,  her  height  Ihall  Bathan  boaft, . 
But  that  (he's  God's  inheritance. 
16  But  wherefore  (though  the  honour's  great); 
Should  this,  O.  mountain,  fwell  your  pride.?;' 
I^or  Sion  is  his  chofen  feat, 
Where  he  for  ever,  will  refide,,. 


Psalm  LXVIII.  95 

lyUis  chariots  numberlefs;  his  pow'rs 

Are  heav'nly  hofts,  that  wait  his  will 4 
His  prefence  now  fills  Sion's  tow'rs, 
As  once  it  honour'd  Sinai's  hilL 

18  Afcending  high,  in  triumph  thou 

Captivity  haft  captive  led  ; 
And  on  thy  people  didft  beftow 

The  fpoil  of  armies  once  their  dread. 

E'en  rebels  fhall  partake  thy  grace, 

And  humble  profelytes  repair 
To  worfhip  at  thy  dwelling-place, 

And  all  the  world «pay  homage  th»e. 

19  For  benefits  each  day  beftow'd. 

Be  daily  his  great  name  ador'd, 

20  Who  is  our  Saviour,  and  our  God, 

Of  life  and  death  the  fov 'reign  Lord. 

2  I  r)Ut  juftice  for  his  harden'd  foes 

Propoxtion'd  vengeance  hath  decreed, 
To  wound  the  hoary  head  of  thofe. 
Who  in  prciumptuous  crimes  proceed. 

22  The  Lord  bath  thus  in  thunder  fpoke  : 

"  As  I  fubdu'd  proud  Baftian's  king, 
"  Once  more  I'll  break  my  people's  yoke, 
"  And  fa-om  the  deep  my  fervants  bring. 

23  "  Their  feet  fhall  with  a  crimfon  flood 

"  Of  flaughter'd  foes  be  cover'd  o'er  ; 
«  Nor  earth  receive  fuch  impious  blood, 
*'  But  leave  for  dogs  th'  urhallow'4  gore." 

P    A    P.   T      in. 
44  When,  marching  to  thy  bleft  abode, 
The  wond'ring  mullitude  furvey'd 
The  pompous  ftate  of  thee,  our  God, 
In  robes  of  majefty  array'd  ; 

25  Sv/eet-finging  Lcvites  led  the  van  ; 

Loud  inftruments  brought  up  the  rear  ; 
Between  both  troops,  a  virgin-train 

With  voice  and  timbrel  charm'd  the  car, 

26  This  was  the  burden  of  the-r  forg  : 

"  In  full  aifemblies  Mefs  the  I^ord  ; 
«  All  who  to  Ifrael's  tribes  belong, 
«<  Of  Ifrael's  God  the  praiie  record." 


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Psalm  LXIX. 


;27  Nor  little  Benjamin  alone 

From  neighb'ring  bounds  did  there  attend, 
Nor  only  Judah's  nearer  throne 
Her  counfellors  in  ftate  did  fend  j 

-But  Zebulon's  remoter  feat, 

And  Napthall's  more  diflant  coaft, 
The  grand  proceffion  to  complete, 

Sent  up  their  tribes,  a  princely  hoft. 
s8  Thus  God  to  ftrength  and  union  brought 

Our  tribes,  at  ftrife  till  that  bleft  hour. 
This  work,  which  thou,  O  God,  haft  wrought, 

Confirm  with  frefh  recruits  of  pow'r. 

:'29  To  vlfit  Salem,  Lord,  defcend. 

And  Sion,  thy  terreftrial  throne  ; 
Where  kings  with  prefents  fhall  attend, 
And  thee  with  ofFer'd  crowns  atone. 
:30  Break  down  thefpearmens'  ranks,  who  threat 
Like  pamper'd  herds  of  favage  might ; 
Their  filver-armour'd  chiefs  defeat, 
Who  in  deftrudive  war  delight. 

31  Egypt  fhall  then  to  God  ftretch  forth 

Her  hands,  and  Afric  homage  bring"; 

32  The  fcatter'd  kingdoms  of  the  earth 

Their  common  fov'reign's  "praifes  fmg.; 

33  Who,  mounted  on  the  loftieft  fphere 

Of  ancient  heav'n,  fublimely  rides  ; 
From  v/hence  his  dreadful  voice  we  hear, 
Like  that  of  warring  winds  and  tides. 

34  Afcribe  the  pow'r  to  God  moft  high  : 

Of  humble  Ifrael  he  takes  care  ; 
Whofe  ftrength,  from  out  the  dufky  fky, 
Darts  fhining  terrors  through  the  air. 

35  How  dreadful  are  the  facred  courts, 

Where  God  has  fix'd  his  earthly  throne"! 
His  ftrength  his  feeble  faints  fupports, 
To  give  God  praife,  and  him  alone. 

PSALM      LXIX.      Long  metre. 

1  O  AVE  me,  O  God,  from  waves  that  roll,     * 
l^     And  prefs  to  overwhelm  my  foul  : 

2  With  painful  fteps  in  mire  I  tread, 

And  deluges  o'erflow  zny  head. 


Psalm  LXIX. 

"3  With  reftlefs  cries  my  fpirits  faint, 

My  voice  is  hoarfe  with  long  complaint; 
My  fight  decays  with  tedious  pain, 
Whilft  for  my  God  I  wait  in  vain. 

4  My  hairs,  though  num'roHs,  are  but  few, 
Compar'd  with  foes  that  me  purfue 

With  groundlefs  hate  ;  gro\\ni  now  of  might 
To  execute  their  lawlefs  fpite, 
They  force  me,  guiltlefs,  to  refign. 
As  rapine,  what  by  right  was  mine  : 

5  Thou,  Lord,  my  innocence  doll  fee. 
Nor  are  my  fins  conceal'd  from  thee. 

6  Lord  God  of  hofts,  take  timely  care, 
Left,  for  my  fake,  thy  faints  defpair  ; 

7  Since  I  have  fuffer'd  for  thy  Name 
Reproach,  and  hid  my  face  in  ftiame  ; 

8  A  ftranger  to  my  country  grown. 
Nor  to  my  neareft  kindred  known  j 
A  foreigner,  expos 'd  to  fcorn 

By  brethren  of  my  mother  born. 

9  For  zeal  to  thy  lov'd  houfe  and  Name 
Confumes  me  like  devouring  flame  j 
Concern'd  at  their  affronts  to  thee, 
More  than  at  flanders  caft  on  me. 

10  My  very  tears  and  abftinence 
They  conftrue  in  a  fpiteful  fenfe. 

1 1  When  clbth'd  with  fackcloth  for  their  fake. 
They  me  their  common  proverb  make. 

12  Their  judges  at  my  wrongs  do  jeft, 
Thofe  wrongs  they  ought  to  have  redrefs'd  : 
How  fhould  I  then  expedl  to  be 

From  libels  of  lewd  drunkards  free  ! 

13  But,  Lord,  to  thee  I  will  repair 

For  help,  with  humble,  timely  pray'r  ; 
Relieve  me  from  thy  mercy's  ftore  ; 
Difplay  riiy  truth's  preferving  pow'r. 

14  From  threat'ning  dangers  me  relieve. 
And  from  the  mire  my  feet  retrieve  ; 
From  fpiteful  foes  in  fafety  keep. 
And  fnatch  me  from  the  raging  deep. 

I 


97. 


Psalm  LXIX. 


15  Controul  the  deluge,  e'er  It  fpread. 
And  roll  its  waves  above,  my  head.| 
Nor  deep  deftruction's  open  pit 

To  clofe  her  jaws  on  me  permit. 

1 6  Lord,  hear  the  humble  pray'r  I  make. 
For  thy  tranfcending  goodnefs'  lake  j 
Relieve  thy  fupplicaiit  once  more 
From  thy  abounding  mercy's  ftore. 

17  Nor  from  thy  fervant  hide  thy  face  ; 
Make  hafte,  for  defp'rate  is  my  cafe  5 

,18  Thy  timely  fuccour  interpofe, 

And  ftiield  me  from  remorfelefs  foes. 

.19  Thou  know'ft  what  infamy  and  fcorn 
I  from  my  enemies  -have  borne  ; 
Nor  can  their  clofe  diffembled  fplte, 
Or  darked  plots,  efcape  thy  fight. 

20  Reproach  and  grief  have  broke  my  heart  j 
I  look'd  for  fome  to  take  my  part, 

To  pity  or  relieve  my  pain  ; 

But  look'd,  alas !  for  both  in  vain. 

21  With  hunger  pin'd,  for  food  I  call ; 
Inftead  of  food,  they  give  me  gall ; 
And  when  with  thirft  my  fpirlts  fmk. 
They  give  me  vinegar  to  drink. 

^2  Their  tables,  therefore,  to  their  health 
Shall  prove  a  fnare,  a  trap  their  wealth  ; 

23  Perpetual  darknefs  feize  their  eyes, 
Andfuddenblafts  their  hopes  furprife. 

24  On  them  thou  iliak  thy  fury  pour, 
Till  thy  fierce  wrath  their  race  devour-.; 

25  And  make  their  houfe  a  difmal  cell, 
Where  none  will  e'er  vouchfafe  to  dwell. 

26  For  new  afHidtions  they-procur'd 
For  him. who  had  thy  ftripes  endur'd  ; 
And  made  the  wound  thy  fcourge  had  ton;, 
To  bleed  afrefti,  with  ftiarper  fcorn. 

27  Sin  (hall  to  fin  their  fteps  betray. 
Till  they  to  truth  have  loft  the  way  : 

28  From  life  thou  flialt  exclude  their  foul. 
Nor  with  the  juft  their  names  enrol. 


Psalm  LXX. 

29  But  me^  howe'er  diftrels'd  and  pooi-,. 
Thy  ftrong  falvation  fhall  reftore  ; 

30  Thy  pow'r  with  fongs  I'll  then  proclaim,* 
And  celebrate  with  thanks  thy  Name. 

3!  Our  God  fliall  this  more  highly  prize, 

Than  herds  or  flocks  in  facrifice  ; 
32  Which  humble  faints  with  joy  fliall  fee. 

And  hope  for  like  redrefs  with  me. 
S  3  For  God  regards  the  poor's  complaint ; 

Sets  pris'ners  free  from  clofe  reftraint : 
34  Let  Heav'n,  earth,  fea,  their  voices  raife. 

And  all  the  world  tefound  his  praife. 

^^  For  God  will  Sion's  walls  ered  ; 

Fair  Judah's  cities  he'll  protect  j 

Till  all  her  fcatter'd  fons  repair 

To  undifturb'd  pofTeffion  there. 
36  This  blefllng  they  fhall,  at  their  death, 

To  their  religious  heirs  bequeath  ; 

And  they  to  endlefs  ages  more 

Of  fuch  as  his  bleft  Name  adore. 

PSALM     LXX.      Long  vietre, 

1  £"\  LORD,  to  my  relief  draw  near  ; 
V-./      For  never  was  more  preffing  need  ;  • 
For  my  deliv'rance,  Lord,  appear, 

And  add  to  that  deliv'rance  fpeed.  • 

2  Confufion  on  their  heads  return 

Who  to  deftroy  my  foul  combine  ; 

Let  them,  defeated,  blufn  and  mourn, 

Enfnar'd  in  their  ouTi  vile  defign. 

3  Their  doom  let  defolation  be  ; 

With  fh.ime  their  malice  be  repaid, 
Who  mock'd  mv  confidence  in  thee. 
And  fport  of  my  afflidtions  made. 

4  While  thofe  who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

To  joyful  triumph  fliall  be  rais'd  ; 
And  all  who  prize  thy  faving  grace, 

With  me  Ihall  fmg.  The  Lord  be  prais'd. 

5  "Thus,  wretched  though  I  am  and  poor, 

The  mighty  Lord  of  mc  takes  care  ; 
Thou,  God,  who  only  canft  reftore, 
To  my  relief  vath  fpeed  repair. 


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Psalm  LXXI. 


PSALM      LXXI.      ConiMon  nistre. 

1,  2  T  N  thee  I  put  my  ftedfaft  truft  ; 
X      Defend  me,  Lord,  from  (hame  ; 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  fave  my  foul  ; 
For  righteous  is  thy  Name. 
3  Be  thou  my  ftrong  abiding-place, 
To  which  I  mayrefort; 
'Tis  thy  decree  that  keeps  me  fafe ; 
Thou  art  my  rock  and  fort.    ' 

4, 5  From  cruel  and  ungodly  men 
Protedl  and  fet  me  free  ;. 
For,  from  my  earliefl  youth  till  now,. 
My  hope  has  been  in  thee. 
6  Thy  conftant  care  did  fafely  guard 
My  tender  infant  days  ; 
Thou  took'ft  me  from  my  mother's  womb, 
To  fmg  thy  conftant  praife. 

7, 8  While  fome  on  me  with  wonder  gaze, 
Thy  hand  fupports  me  ftill ; 
Thy  honour,  therefore,  and  thy  praife, 
My  mouth  fhall  always  fill. 

9  Rejed  not  then,  thy  fervant.  Lord, 

When  I  with  age  decay  ; 
Forfake  me  not  when,  worn  with  years, 
My  vigour  fades  .away. 

10  My  foes  againft  my  fame  and  me 

With  crafty  malice  fpeak  ; 
Againft  my  foul  they  lay  their  fnares. 
And  mutual  counfel  take  : 

1 1  «'  His  God,"  fay  they,  "  forfak*es  him  now, 

<'  On  whom  he  did  rely  ; 
«<  Purfue  and  take  h;m,  whilft  no  hope 
"  Of  timely  aid  is  nigh." 

1 2  But  thou,  my  God,  withdraw  not  far. 

For  fpeedy  help  I  call ; 

13  To  fhame  and  ruin  bring  my  foes. 

That  feek  to  work  my  fall. 

1 4  But  as  for  me,  my  ftedfaft  hope 

Shall  on  thy  pow'r  depend  ; 

And  I  in  grateful  fongs  of  praife 

My  time  to  come  will  fpend. 


Psalm  LXXI.  ioi 

PART      II. 

15  Thy  righteous  ads,  and  faving  health, 

My  mouth  (hall  ftill  declare  ; 
Unable  yet  to  count  them  all, 

Though  fumm'd  with  utmoft  care. 

16  While  God  vouchfafes  me  his  fupport, 

I'll  in  his  ftrength  go  on  ; 
All  other  righteoufnefs  difclaim, 
And  mention  his  alone. 

1 7  Thou,  Lord,  haft  taught  me  from  my  youth" 

To  praife  thy  glorious  Name  ; 
And,  ever  iince,  thy  wondVous  works 
Have  been  ray  conftant  tlieme. 

1 8  Then  now  forfake  me  not,  when  I 

Am  grey  and  feeble  grown  ; 
Till  I  to  thefe  and  future  times 

Thy  ftrength  and  pow'r  have  fliown* 

19  How  high  thy  juftice  foars,  O  God  ! 

How  great  and  wond'rous  are 
The  mighty  works  which  thou  haft  done  1 
Who  may  with  thee  compare  ! 

20  Me,  whom  thy  hand  has  ibrely  prefs'd, 

Thy  grace  Ihall  yet  relieve  ; 
And  from  the  loweft  depth  of  woe, 
With  tender  care  retrieve. 

2 1  Through  thee,  my  time  to  come  ftiall  be 

With  pow'r  and  greatnefs  crown'd  ; 
And  me,  w/10  difmal  years  have  pafs'd. 
Thy  comforts  fhall  furround. 

22  Then  I  with  pfaltery  and  harp, 

Thy  truth,  O  Lord,  will  praife  ; 
To  thee,  the  God  of  Jacob's  race, 
My  voice  in  anthems  raife. 

23  Then  joy  (hall  fill  my  mouth,  and  fongs 

Employ  my  cheerful  voice  ; 
My  gi  ateful  foul,  by  thee  redeem'd. 
Shall  in  thy  ftrength  rejoice. 

24  My  tongue  thy  juft  and  righteous  aila 

Shall  all  the  day  proclaim  ; 
Becaufe  thou  didft  confound  my  foes,  . 
And  biought'ft  them  all  to  ihame. 
1  2 


102  Psalm  LXXIL 

PSALM     LXXIL      Comnion  metre. 

1  X     ORD,  let  ihyjull  decrees  the  king 

V  J      In  all  his  ways  dh-ed  ; 
And  let  his  ion,  throughout  his  reign, 
Thy  righteous  laws  refpe(5V. 

2  So  fliall  he  ftill  thy  people  judge 

With  pure  and  upright  mind  ; 
Whilft  all  the  helplefs  poor  Ihall  him 
Their  juft  protedor  find. 

3  Then  hills  and  mountains  fhall  bring  forth 

The  happy  fruits  of  peace  ; 
Which  all  the  land  fhall  own  to  be 
The  work  of  righteoufnefs  : 

4  Whilft  he  the  poor  and  needy  race 

Shall  rule  with  gentle  fway  ; 
And  from  th^ir  humble  necks  fhall  take 
Opprefllve  yokes  away. 

5  In  ev'ry  heart  thy  awful  fear 

Shall  then  be  rooted  fafl, 
As  long  as  fun  and  moon  endure, 
Or  time  itfelf  ihall  laft. 

6  He  ihall  defcend  like  rain,  that  cheers 

The  meadow's  fecond  birth  ; 
Or  like  warm  fhow'rs,  whofe  gentle  drops 
Refrefh  the  thirfty  earth. 

7  In  his  bleft  days  the  juft  and  good 

Shall  be  with  favour  crown 'd  ; 
Tlie  happy  land  fliall  ev'ry  where 
With  endlefs  peace  abound. 

8  His  uncontroul'd  dominion  fhall 

From  fea  to  fea  extend  ; 
Begin  at  proud  Euphrates'  ftreams, 
At  nature's  limits  end. 

9  To  him  the  favage  nations  round 

Shall  bow  their  fcrvile  heads  ; 
His  vanquifh'd  foes  fhall  lick  the  duft, 
Where  he  his  conquefts  fpreads. 

10  The  kings  of  Tarfliiih^,  and  the  iiles. 

Shall  coftly  prefents  bring  ; 
From  fpicy  Sheba  gifts  ihall  come, 
And  wealthy  Saba's  king. 


Psalm  LXXII.  roj: 

11  To  him  fhall  ev'ry  king  on  earth 

His  humble  homage  pay  ; 
And  diif 'ring  nations  gladly  join 
To  own  his  righteous  fway. 

1 2  For  he  Ihall  fet  the  needy  free, 

When  they  for  fuccour  cry  ; 
Shall  fave  the  helplefs  and  the  poor, 
And  all  their  wants  fupplj-. 

PA    R    T      IL 

13  His  providence  for  needy  fouls 

Shall  due  fupplies  prepare  ; 
And  over  their  defencelefs  lives 
Shall  watch  with  tender  care. 

14  He  fhall  preferve  and  keep  their  fouls 

From  fraud  and  rapine  free  ; 
And,  in  his  fight,  their  guiltlefs  blood 
Of  mighty  price  fhall  be. 

15  Therefore  fhall  God  his  life  and  reign 

To  many  years  extend  ; 
Whilft  eaftern  princes  tribute  pay. 

And  golden  prefents  fend. 
For  him  fhall  conflant  pray'rs  be  made, 

Through  all  his  profp'rous  days  ; 
His  juil  dominion  fhall  afford 

A  lafting  theme  of  praife. 

16  Of  ufefiil  grain,  through  all  the  land. 

Great  plenty  fhall  appear  ; 
A  handful  fown  on  mountain-tops 

A  mighty  crop  fhall  bear  : 
Its  fruits,  like  cedai^s  fhook  by  winds, 

A  ratthng  noife  fhall  yield  ; 
The  city  too  fhall  thriA'e,  and  vie. 

For  plenty  with  the  field.. 

1 7  The  mem'ry  of  his  glorious  Name 

Through  endlefs  years  fhall  run  ; 
His  fpotlefs  fame  fhall  fhine  as  bright 

And  lafting  as  the  fun. 
In  him  the  nations  of  the  world 

Shall  be  completely  blefs'd  ; 
And  his  unbounded  happinefs 

^y  cv'ry  tongue  confcfs'd.  ^ 


104  Psalm  LXXIII. 

18  Then  blefs'd  be  God,  the  mighty  Lord,  . 

The  God  whom  Ifrael  fears  ; 
Who  only  wond'rous  in  his  works. 
Beyond  compare  appears. 

19  Let  earth  be  with  his  glory  fiU'd  ; 

For  ever  blefs  his  name  ; 
Whilft  to  his  praife  the  lifi'ning- world 
Their  glad  affent  proclaim. 

PSALM     LXXIII.      Long  metre,  ■ 

I      AT  length,  by  certain  proofs,  'tis  plain 
XjL      That  God  will  to  his  faints  be  kind  ;.. 
That  all  whofe  hearts  are  pure  and  clean^ 
Shall  his  proteding  favour  find. 
2,  3  Till  this  fuftaining  truth  I  knew, 

My  ftagg'ring  feet  had.almoft  fall'd; 
I  griev'd  the  finners'  wealth  to  view, 
And  envy'd  when  the  fools  prevail'd. 

4, 5  They  to  the  grave  in  peace  defcend. 

And,  whilil  they  live,  are  hale  and  ftrong  ; 
No  plagues  or  troubles  them  offend. 
Which  oft  to  other  men  belong, 
g,  7  With  prfde,  as  -with  a  chain,  they're  held. 
And  rapine  feems  their  robe  of  ftate  ; 
Their  eyes  ftand  out,  with  fatnefs  fwell'd  ; 
They  grow,  beyond  their  wiflies,  great. 

%,  9  With  hearts  corrupt,  and  lofty  talk, 
Oppreffive  methods  they  defend  ; 
Their  tongue  through  all  the  earth  does  walk  j. 
Their  blafphemies  to  Heav'n  afcend. 
50  And  yet  admiring  crowds  are  found, 
Who  fervile  vifits  duly  make  ', 
Becaufe  with  plenty  they  abound. 

Of  which  their  flatt'ring  flaves  partake. 

21  Their  fond  opinions  thefe  purfue, 

Till  they  with  them  profanely  cry, 
«  How  ftiould  the  Lord  our  aftions  view  ? 
"  Can  he  perceive,  who  dwells  fo  high.J'* 
1 2  Behold  the  wicked  !  thefe  are  they. 
Who  openly  their  fins  profefs ; 
And  yet  their  wealth's  increas'd  each  day,. 
And  all  t^eir  a^ftioas  meet  fuccefs. 


Psalm  LXXIIR 

13, 14 "Then  have  I  cleans'd  my  heart,"  faid  I, 
*'  And  wafti'd  my  hands  from  guilt,  in  vain, 
**  If  all  the  day  opprefs'd  I  lie, 
"  And  ev'ry  morning  fuffer  pain.'* 
25  Thus  did  I  once  to  fpeak  intend  > 
But,  if  fuch  things  I  rafhly  fay, 
Thy  children,  Lord,  I  muft  offend, 
And  bafely  fhould  their  caufe  betray. 

PART      IL  . 

16,  17  To  fathom  this  my  thoughts  I  bent,'  ., 
But  found  the  cafe  too  hard  for  me  j  . 
Till  to  the  houfe  of  God  I  went ; 
Then  I  their  end  did  plainly  fee. 
18  How  high  foe'er  advanc.'d,  they  all 
On  flipp'ry  places  loofely  ftand  ; 
Thence  into  ruin  headlong  fall, , 
Caft  down  by  thy  avenging  hand. 

19,  20  Hdwdreadfiil  and  how  quick  their  fate  ! 
Defpis'd  by  thee,  when  they're  deftroy'd  5 
As  waking  men  with  fcom  do  treat 

The  fancies  that  their  dreams  employ'd. 
21,  22  Thus  was  my  heart  with  grief  opprefs'd. 
My  reins  were  rack'd  with  reftlefs  pains  j 
So  ftupid  was  T,  like  a  beaft. 

Who  no  refleding  thought  retains.  . 

23,  24  Yet  ftill  thy  prefence  me  fupply'd, 
And  thy  right-hand  aflillance  gave  ; 
Thou  firft  Ihalt  with  thy  counfel  guide. 
And  then  to  glory  me  receive. 

25  Whom  then  in  Heaven,  but  thee  alone. 

Have  I,  whofe  favour  I  require  ? 
Throughout  the  fpacious  eartli  tliere's  none 
That  I  befides  thee  can  defire. 

26  My  trembling  flefli,  and  aching  heart, 

May  often  fail  to  fuccour  me  ; 
But  God  fliall  inward  ftrength  impart, 
And  my  eternal  portion  be. 

27  For  they  that  far  from  thee  remove. 

Shall  into  fudden  ruin  fall ; 
If  after  other  gods  they  rove. 
Thy  vengeance  fliali  deftroy  them  all. 


10  s 


io6  Psalm  LXXIV. 

28  But  as  forme,  'tis  good  and  juft. 
That  I  fhould  ftill  to  God  repair  ; 
In  him  I  always  put  my  truft. 

And  will  his  wond'rous  works  declare. 

PSALM'    LXXIV.     Common  metre, 

1  T T7  HY  haft  thou  caft  us  off,  O  God  ? 
V  V     Wilt  thou  no  more  return  ? 
O  I  why  againft  thy  chofen  flock 
Does  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 
2,  Think  on  thy  ancient  purchafe,  Lord, 
The  land  that  is  thy  own, 
By  thee  redeem'd ;  and  Sion's  mount,. 
Where  once  thy  glory  flione. 

3  O  !   come  and  view  our  ruin'd  ftate  j  ■ 

How  long  our  troubles  lail  ; 
See  how  the  foe,  with  wicked  rage, 
Has  laid  tl>y  temple  wafte. 

4  Thy  foes  blafpheme  tliy  Name  :  .where  late 

Thy  zealous  fervants  pray'd. 
The  heathen  there,  with  haughty  pomp. 
Their  banners  have  difplay'd. 

5,  6  Thofe  curious  carvings,  which  did  once 
Advance  the  artifh's  fame, 
With  axe  and  hammer  they  deftroy. 
Like  works  of  vulgar  frame. 

7  Thy  holy  temple  they  have  burn'd  ; 

And  what  efcap'd  the  flame  • 
Has  been  profan'd,  and  quite  dsfac'd. 
Though  facred  to  thy  Name. 

8  Thy  VvTorfiiip  wholly  to  deflroy 

Malicioufly  they  aim'd  ; 
And  all  the  facred  places  burn'd,  . 
Where  we  thy  praife  proclaim'd. 

9  Yet  of  thy  prefence  thou  vouchfaf'ft 

No  tend'er  figns  to  fend  ; 
We  have  no  prophet  now,  that  knows 
When  this  fad  ftate  fliall  end. 

PART      II. 

1©  But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  permit 
Th'  infulting  foe  to  boai^ 


Psalm  LXXIV.  'lO^ 

Shall  all  the  honour  of  thy  Name 
For  evermore  be  loft  ? 

1 1  Why  hold'ft  thou  back  thy  flrong  right-hand. 

And  on  thy  patient  breaft, 
"When  vengeance  calk  to  ftretch  it  forth. 
So  calmly  lett'ft  it  reft  ? 

12  Thou  heretofore,  with  kingly  pow'r, 

In  our  defence  haft  fought  ; 
For  us,  throughout  the  wond'ring  world, 

Haft  great  falvation  wrought. 
1 3JTwas  thou,  O  God,  that  didft  the  fea 

By  thy  own  ftrength  divide  ; 
Thou  break^ft  the  wat'ry  monfters'  heads  ; 

The  waves  o.'erwhelm'd  their  pride. 

14  The  greateft,  fierceft  of  them  all, 
That  feem'd  the  deep  to  fway, 
Was  by  thy  pow'r  deftroy -d,  and  made 
To  favage  beafts  a  prey. 
.  15  Thou  clav'ft  the  folid  rock,  and  mad'ft 
The  waters  largely  flow  ; 
Again,  thou  mad'ft  through  parted  ftreams 
Thy  wand 'ring  people  go. 

x6  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 
The  black  return  of  night  ; 
Thou  haft  preoar'd  the  glorious  fun. 
And  ev'ry  feebler  light. 

17  By  thee  the  borders  of  the  eartli 

In  perfeiH:  order  ftand  ; 
The  fummer's  warmth,  and  winter's  coli. 
Attend  on  thy  command. 

PART      III. 

18  Remember,  Lord,  how  fcornful  foes 

Have  daily  urg'd  our  (hame  ; 
And  how  the  fooUfti  people  have 

Blafphem'd  thy  holy  Name. 
190  !  free  thy  mourning  turtle-doYC, 

By  finful  crowds  belct ; 
Nor  the  affembly  of  thy  poor 

For  evermore  forget. 

.aoThy  ancient  cov'nant,'  Lord,  regard, 
And  make  tliy  promife  good ; 


ao8  Psalm  LXXV. 

For  now  each  comer  of  the  land 
Is  fiU'd  with  men  of  blood. 

21  O  !-  let  not  the  opprefs'd  return 

With  forrow  cloth'd,  and  fhame  j 
But  let  the  helplefs  and  the  poor 
For  ever  pralfe  thy  name. 

22  Arlfe,  O  God,  in  our  behalf; 

Thy  caufe  and  ours  maintain  ; 
Remember  how  infulting  fools 
Each  day  thy  Name  profane. 

23  Make  thou  the  boaftings  of  thy  foes 

For  evermore  to  ceafe  ; 
Whofe  infolence,  if  unchaftis'd. 
Will  more  and  more  increafe. 

PSALM     LXXV.      Common  metre. 

J   »'  I  ^  O  thee,  O  God,  we  render  praife, 
X     To  thee  with  thanks  repair  j 
For,  that  thy  Name  to  us  is  nigh. 
Thy  wond'rous  works  declare. 

2  In  Ifriel  when  my  throne  is  fix'd. 

With  me  fhall  juftice  reign  : 

3  The  land  with  difcord  ftiakes  ;  but  I 

The  fmking  frame  fuftain. 

4  Deluded  wretches  I  advls'd 

Their  errors  to  redrefs  ; 
And  warn'd  bold  finners,  that  they  fhould 
Their  fwelling  pride  fupprefs. 

5  Bear  not  yourfelves  fo  high,  as  if 

No  pow'r  could  yours  reftrain  ; 
Submit  your  ftubborn  necks,  and  learn 
To  fpeak  with  lefs  difdain  : 

6  For  that  promotion,  which  to  gaia 

Your  vain  ambition  ftrives. 
From  neither  eaft  nor  weft,  nor  yet 
From  fouthern  climes  arrives. 

7  For  God  the  great  difpofer  is, 

And  fov 'reign  Judge  alone. 
Who  cafts  the  proud  to  earth,  and  lifts 
The  humbj.s  to  a  throne. 


Psalm  LXXVI.  109 

e  His  hand  Isolds  forth  a  dreadful  cup  ; 

With  purple  wine  'tis  crown'd  : 
The  deadly  mixture,  which  his  wrath 

Peals  out  to  nations  round. 
Of  this  his  faints  fometimes  may  tafte  ; 

But  wicked  men  fhall  fqueeze 
The  bitter  dregs,  and  be  condemn'd 

To  drink  the  very  lees. 

9  Kis  prophet,  I,  to  all  the  world 
This  meflage  will  relate  ; 
The  juftice  then  of  Jacob's  God 
My  fong  fhall  celebrate. 
roThe  wicked's  pride  I  T.U1  reduce, 
Their  cruelty  difarm  ; 
Exalt  thejuft,  and  feat  him  high 
Above  the  reach  of  harm. 

PSALM     LXXVI.      Particular  vtttre. 

I  -I   T  N  Judah  the  Almighty's  known, 

X  Almighty  there  by  wonders  fhown  : 
His  name  in  Jacob  does  excel : 
■>2  His  fanftu'ry  in  Salem  ftands  : 
""The  Majefty  that  Heav'n  commands, 
In  Sion  condefcends  to  dwell. 

."3  He  brake  the  bow  and  arrows  there, 

The  fhield,  the  temper'd  fword,  and  fpear  j 
There  flain  the  mighty  arm.y  lay  : 

4  Whence  Sion's  fame  through  earth  is  fpread, 
Of  greater  glory,  greater  dread, 

Than  hills  where  robbers  lodge  their  prey. 

5  Their  valiant  chiefs,  who  came  for  fpoil, 
Themfclves  met  there  a  fhameful  foil : 

Securely  down  to  deep  they  lay  ; 
But  wak'd  no  more,  their  Routeft  band 
Ne'er  lifted  one  relifting  hand 

'Gainll;  his,  that  did  their  legions  flay. 

5  When  Jacob's  Gfd  began  to  frown. 
Both  horxe  and  charioteer?,  o'erthrown, 
Together  flept  in  endlefs  night : 
K 


no  Psalm  LXXVII. 

7  When  thou,  whom  earth  and  Heav'n  revere, 
Doft  once  with  wrathful  look  appear, 

What  mortal  pow'r  can  ftand  thy  fight  ? 

8  Pronounc'd  from  Heav'n,  earth  h'eard  its  doom.; 
Grew  hufh'd  with  fear,  when  thou  didft  come 

9  The  meek  with  jiiftice  to  reftore. 

10  The  wrath  of  man  Ihall  yield  thee  praife  ; 
Its  laft  attempts  but  ferve  to  raife 

The  triumphs  of  Almighty  pow'r. 

1 1  Vow  to  the  Lord,  ye  nations  ;  bring 
Vow'd  prefents  to  th'  eternal  King  : 

Thus  to  his  name  due  rev'rence  pay, 

12  Who  proudeft  potentates  c?ln  quell, 
To  earthly  kings  more  terrible, 

Than  to  their  trembling  fubjeas  they. 

PSALM      LXXVII.      Common  metrt. 

\   T  \'^0  Gcd  I  cry'd,  who  to  my  help 
X     Eid  gracioufly  repair  : 

2  In  trouble's  difmal  day  I  fought 

My  God  with  humble  pray'r. 
All  night  my  feit'ring  wound  did  run  ; 

No  med'cine  gave  relief : 
My  foul  no  comfort  would  admit .; 

My  foul  indulg'd  her  grief. 

3  I  thought  en  <^oA,  and  favours  paft  ; 

But  that  increas'J  my  pain  : 
I  found  my  fpirit  more  opprefs'd. 
The  more  I  did  complain. 

4  Through  ev'ry  watch  of  tedious  night 

Thou  keep'ft  my  eyes  awake  : 
My  grief  is  fwell'd  to  that  excefs, 
I  figh,  but  cannot  fpeak. 

5  I  call'd  to  mind  the  days  of  old. 

With  fignal  mercy  crown'd  ; 
Thofe  famous  year,^  of  ancient  times, 
For  miracles  renpwn'd. 

6  By  night  I  rQcolIeit  my  fonss, 

On  former  trii;mphs  made  ; 
Then  fearch,  confuit,  and  afk  my  heart, 
Where's  now  that  wondVoiis  aid  \ 


Psalm  LXXVII.  hi- 

7  Has  God  for  ever  caft  us  off  ? 

Withdrawn  his  favours  quite  ? 

8  Are  both  his  mercy  and  his  truth 

Retlr'd  to  endlefs  night? 

9  Can  his  long-praftis'd  love  forget 

Its  wonted  aids  to  bring  ? 
Kas  he  in  wrath  fhut  up  and  feal'd 
His  mercy's  healing  fpring  ? 

10  I  faid,  My  weaknefs  hints  thefe  fears  j 

But  I'll  my  fears  difoand  ; 
I'll  yet  remember  the  Moft  High, 
And  years  of  his  right-hand. 

11  I'll  call  to  mind  Ills  works  of  old, 

The  wonders  of  his  might ; 

12  On  them  my  heart  (hall  meditate. 

My  tongue  ftiall  them  recite. 

1 3  Safe  lodg'd  from  human  fearch  on  high, 

O  God,  thy  counfels  are  ! 
Who  is  fo  great  a  God  as  ours  ? 

Who  can  with  him  compare  ?  ^ 

14  Long  fince  a  God  of  wonders  thee 

Thy  refcu'd  people  found  ; 

15  Long  fmce  haft  thou  thy  chofen  feed 

With  ftrong  deliv'rance  crown'd. 

16  When  thee,  O  God,  the  waters  faw. 

The  frighted  billows  (hrunk  ; 
The  troubled  depths  themfclves  for  fear 
Beneath  their  channels  funk. 

17  The  clouds  pour'd  down,  while  rending  fkles 

Did  with  their  noife  confpire  ; 
Thy  arrows  ;ill  abroad  were  fent, 
Wing'd  with  avenging  fire. 

18  Heav'n  witlithy  thunder's  vjjice  was  torn, 

"WHiilft  all  the  lower  world 
With  light'nings  blaz'd,  earth  (hook,  and  feem'd 
From  her  foundations  hurl'd. 

19  Through  rolling  ftreams  thou  find'ft  thy  way, 

Thy  paths  in  waters  lie  ; 
Thy  wond'rous  paflage,  where  no  fight  ■ 
Thy  footfteps  can  defcry. 


112  FsALM  LXXViir. 

20  Thou  ledd'ft  thy  people  like  a  flock 
Sale  through-  the  defert  land, 
By  Mnfes,  their  meek  fkilful  guide, 
And  Aaron's  facred  hand. 

PSALM      LXXVIIL      Common  fneire^, 

1  T  TEAR,  O  my  people  ;  to  rny  law 
XjL      Devout  attention  lend  ; 

Let  the  iiiiirufi:!on- of  my  mouth 
Deep. in  your  hearts  defcend. 

2  My  tongue,  by  infpiration  taughtj 

Shall  parables  unfold, 
Dark  oracles,. but  undcrftood, 
And  own'd  for  truths  of  old  : 

Which  we  from  facred  regifters 
Of  ancient  times  have  known, 

3  And  OUT  forefathers'  pious  care 

To  us  has  handed  down. 

4  We  will  not  hide  them  from  oUr  fons  ;  ■ 

Our  offspring  Ihall  be  taught 
The  praifes  of  the  Lord,  whofe  ftrength 
Has  works  of  wonder  wrought. 

5  For  Jacob  he  .this  law  ordain'd, 

Tliis  league  with  Lfrael  made  ; 
With  charge  to  be  from  age  to  age. 
From  race  to  race,  convey'd. 

6  That  generations  yet  to  come 

Should  to  their  unborn  heirs 
Religioully  tranfmit  the  fome, 
And  they  again  to  theirs. 

7  To  teach  them  that  iu  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecnrely  ftands  ; 
That  they  fliould  jje'er  his  works  forget, 

But  keep  his  juft  commands. 
3  Left,  like  their  fathers,  they  might  prove, 

A  ftiff  rebellious  race, 
Falfe-h carted,  fickle  to  their  God, 

Unftedfaft  in  his  grace. 

.   9  Such  were  revolting  Ephraim's  fons 
Who,  though  to  warfare  bred, 


Psalm  LXXVIII.  113 

And  Ikiltul  archers,  arm'd  with  bows, 
From  field  ignobly  fled. 
10,  1 1  They  falfified  their  league  Vvith  God, 
His  orders  difobey'd, 
-Forgot  his  works  and  miracles 
Before  their  eyes  difplay'd. 

12  Nor  wonders,  which  theif  fathers  faw,         x 
Did  they  in  mind  retain, 
Prodigious  things  in  Egypt  done. 
And  Zoan's  fertile  plain. 
23  He  cu^  the  feas  to  let  them  pafs, 
Rellrain'd  the  prefling  flood  ; 
While  pil'd  on  hea-pp,  on  either  fide. 
The  folid  waters  ftood.  ■ 

14  A  wond'rous  pillar  led  them  on, 
Compos'd  of  {hade  and  light ; 
A  ftieltVing  cloud  it  prov'd  by  day, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 
l5\^^len  drought  opprefs'd  them,  where  no  flream 
The  wildernefs  fupply'd, 
He  cleft  the  rock,  whofe  flinty  bread 
Diffolv'd  into  a  tide.  '■ 

16  Streams  from  the  fohd  rock  he  brought, 

Which  down  in  rivers  fell, 
That,  trav'lling  v.'ith  their  camp,  each  day 
Renew'd  the  miracle. 

17  Yet  there  they  finn'd  againft  him  more. 

Provoking  the  Moid  High, 
In  that  fame  defert  where  he  did 
Their  fainting  fouls  fupply. 

18  They  firfl:  incens'd  him  in  their  hearts, 

That  did  his  pow'r  diftruft, 
And  long'd  for  meat,  not  urg'd  by  want, 
But  to  indulge  their  luft. 

19  Then  uttex'd  their  blafphcming  doubts  ;    . 

<'  Can  God,"  fay  they,  "  prepare 
«  A  table  in  the  wildernefs, 
"  Set  out  with  various  fare  ? 

20  "  He  fmote  the  flinty  rock,  'tis  true, 

*'  And  gulhing  ftreams  enfued  ) 

5.2 


114  Psalm  LXXVIIK 

"  But  can  he  corn  and  flefli  proviiie, 
"  For  fuch  a  muldtade  ?" 

21  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard  ; 

From  Heav'n  avenging. flame 
On  Jacob  fell,  confirming  wrath 
On  thanklefs  Ifrael  came  : 

22  Becaufe  their  unbelieving  hearts 

In  God  would  not  confide. 
Nor  truft  his  care,  who  had  irom  Heav'n 
Their  wants  fo  oft  fupply'd  ; 

23  Though  he  had  made  his  clouds  difcharge, 

Provirions  down  in  lliew'rs  ;, 
And  when  earth  fail'd,  reliev'd  their  ne^ds-. 
From  his  celeftial  ftores  ; 

24  Though  tafteful  Manna  was  rain'd  down,  .. 

Their  hunger  to  relieve  ; 
Though  from  the  ftores  of  Heav'n  they  did 

Suftaining  corn  receive. 
253rhiis  man  with  Angels'  facred^food,  . 

Ingrateful  man  was  fed  ; 
Not  Sparingly,  for  ftill  they  foun4  . 

A  plenteous  table  fpread. 

26  From  Heav'nJie  made  an  eaft  wind  blow^ 

Then  d'd  the  fouth  command 

27  To  rain  down  fleili  like  duft,  and  fowls 

Like  fea's  unnumber'J.fand. 

28  "Within. their  trenches  he  let  fall 

The  lufcious.  eafy  prey  ; 
And  all  around  iheir  fpreading  camp  • 
The  ready  booty  lay,  . 

29  They  fed,  were  fiil'd  ;  he  gave  them  leave 

Their  appetites  to  feaft  ;  , 
30,  31  Yet.  ftill  their  wanton  luft  crav'd  on. 

Nor  with  their  hunp;er  ceas'd. 
But  wh^ft  in  their  luxurious   mouths, 

They  did  their  dainties  chew,-. 
The  wrath  of  God  fmote  down,  their  chiefs, 

And  Ifrael's  cholen  flew.  . 

PART      n. 

32  Yet  ftill  they  fmu'd,  nor  would  afford,' 
His  miracles  belief ;. 


Psalm  LXXVIH.  ix 

33  Therefore  through  fruitkfs  travails  he  ■ 

Conlum'd  iheir  lives  in  grief. 

34  When  fome  were  flain,  the  refl:  return'd 

To  God  with  earl^.cry.; 

35  Own'd  him  the  rock  of  their  defence, .. 

Their  Saviour,  God  moil  high. 

36  But  this  was  feign'd  fubmiffion  all; 

Their  heart  their  tongue  bely'd  ; 

37  Their  heart  was  ftill  perverfe,  nor  would  . 

Firm  in  his  league  abide^  . 

38  Yet  full  of  mercy,  he  forgave,  . 

Nor  did  with  death  chaftife  ; 
But  turn'd  his  kindled  wrath  afide,  , 
Or  would  not  let  it  rife. 

39  For  he  remember'd  they  were  flefli. 

That  could  not  long  remain  ; 
A  murm'ring  wind,  that's  quickly  paft^ 
And  ne'er  retmns  again. 

40  Hov/  oft  did  they  provoke  him  tliere, 

How  oft  his  patience  grieve, 
In  thart  fame  defert,  where  he  did  , 
Their  faiminc;  fouls  relieve  ! 

41  They  te:Ti.pted  him  by  turning  back. 

And  wickedly  repin'd, 
When  Ifrael's  God  refus'd  to  be 
By  their  defires  confined. 

42  Nor  call'd  to  mind  the  hand  and  day 

That  their  redemption  brought  ; 

43  His  figns  in  Egypt,  wond'rous  works 

In  Zoan's  valley  wrought. 

44  He  turn'd  their  rivers  Into  blood. 

That  m.tn  and  bead  forbore, 

And  rather  chofc  to  die  of  tiiirft, 

Than  drink  the  putrid  gore. 

45  He  fent  devouring  fwarms  of  ilies  ^ 

Hdarfe  frogs  annoy 'd  tlieir  foil  5. 

46  Loculls  and  caterpillars  reap'd 

The  harveft.of  ihtir  toil. 

47  Their  vines  with  batt'ring  hail  were  broke  ; 

With  froft  the  f»ij-trc<j  dies  j 


:i- 


ii6  Psalm  LXXVlit. 

48  Liglit'nlng  and  hail  made  flocks  and  herds- 
One  gen'ral  facrifice. 

4^  He  turn'd  his  anger  loofc,  and  fet 
No  time  for  it  to  ceafe  ; 
And  with  their  plagues  ill  angels  fent. 
Their  torments  to  increafe. 

^o  He  clear'd  a  paffage  for  his  wrath 
To  ravage  uncontroul'd  ; 
The  murrain  on  their  firfthjigs  feiz'd,  • 
In  ev'ry  field  and  fold. 
5f  The  deadly  peftfrom  beaft  to  man,  - 
From  field  to  city,  came  ; 
It  flew  their  heirs,  their  eldeft  hopes,  . 
Through  all  the  tents  of  Ham. 

52  But  his  own  tribe,  like  folded  fheep,. 

He  brought  from  their  diftrefs  ; 
-    And  them  conduced,  like  a  flock, 
Throughout  the  wildernefs. 

53  He  led  them  on,  and  in  then-  way 

No  caufe  of  fear  they  found  ; 
But  march'd  fecurely  through  thofe  deep^, 
In  which  their' foes  were  diown'd. 

s.'        . 

54  Nor  ceas'd  his  care,  till  them  he  brought  - 

Safe  to  his  promis'd  land  ; 
And  to  his  holy  mount,  the  prize 
Of  his  viftorious  hand. 
^^  To  them  the  outcad  heathens'  land 
He  did  by  lot  divide  ; 
And  in  their  foes'  abandon'd  tents 
Made  Ifrael's  tribes  refide. 

PART      III. 

56  Yet  ftill  they  tempted,  fHll  provok'd 

The  wrath  of  God  moft  high  ; 
Nor  would' to  praftife  his  commands 
Their  ftubborn  hearts  apply  ; 

57  But  in  their  faithlefs  fathers'  fteps 

Perverfely  chofe  to  go  ; 
They  turn'd  afide,  like  arrows  fhot 
From  fome  deceitful  bow. 

j8  For  him  to  fury  they  provok'(3 
With  altars  fet  on  hi^  5 


Psalm  LXXVHI.  117 

And  with  their  graven  Images 
Inflam'd  his   jealouf}'. 
5,9  When  God  haard  this,  on  Ifrael's  tribes > 
His  wrath  and  hatred  fell  ; 

60  He  quitted  Shiloh,  and  the  tents 

Where  once  hechofe  to  dwell. 

61  To  vile  captivity  his  ark,_    • 

His  glory  tddifdiin, 

62  His  people  to  the  Tword  he  gave^  , 

Nor  would  his  v/ratii  reftraiu. 
6^  Deftrutfl'ive  war  their  ableft  youth. 
Untimely  did  confound  ; 
No  virgin  was  to  th'  altar  led, 
With  nuptial  garlands  crown'd. 

64  In  fight  the,facrificer  fell. 
The  prleft  a  vi^Ttim  bled; 
And  widows,  \^ho  their  death  fliould  mourn,. 
Themfelves  of  grief  were  dead. 
6^  Then,  as  a  giant  rous'd  from  fleep, 
Whom  wine  had  throughly  warrn'd, 
Shouts  out  aloud,  the  Lord  awak'd; 
And  his  proud  foe  alarm'd. 

66  He  fmote  their  hofl,  that  from  the- field 

A  fcatter'd  remnant  came, 
With  wouads  imprinted  on  their  backs 
Of  everlafting  fliame. 

67  With  conqueft  crown'd,  he  Jofeph's  tents 

And  Ephraim's  tribe  forfook  ; 

68  Bat  Ju  Iih.chof?,  and  Sion's  mount 

For  his  lov'd.  dweUing  took. 

69  His  temple  he  creeled  tl-iere, 

With  fpires  exalted  high  ; 
While  deep,  and  fix'd,  as  thofe  of  earth,. 
The  Pnong  foundations  lie. 

70  His  faithful  ft^rvant  David  too 

He  for  his  choKe  did  own, . 
And  from  the  flieepfolds  him  advanc'd  l 

To  fit  on  Judah's  ihron^:. 

71  From  tending  on  the  teeming  ewc3y 

He  brought  him  forth  to  feed 


n8  Psalm  LXXIX.      ' 

His  own  inheritance,  the  tribes 

Of  Ifrael's  chofen  feed. 
72  Exalted  thus  the  monarch  prov'd 

A  faithful  fhepherd  ftill  ; 
He  fed  them  with  an  upright  heart, 

And  guided  them  with  fkill. 

-PSALM      LXXIX.      Commm  metn. 

J  "D  EHOLD,  O  God,  how  heathen  hofts 
XJ   Have  thy  pofleffion  feiz'd  ! 
Thy  facred  houfe  they  have  defil'd. 
Thy  holy  city  raz'd  ! 

2  The  mangled  bodies  of  thy  faints 

Abroad  unbury'd  lay  ; 
Their  flefh  expos'd  to  favage  beafts, 
And  ravnous  birds  of  prey. 

3  Quite  through  Jerus'Iem  was  their  blood 

Like  common  water  fhed, 
And  none  were  left  alive  to  pay 
Lafl:  duties  to  the  dead. 

4  The  neighboring  lands  our  fmall  remains 

With  loud  reproaches  wound  ; 
And  we  a  laughing-ftock  are  made 
To  all  the  nations  round. 

5  ■  How  long  wilt  thou  be  angry,  Lord  \ 

Muil  we  forever  mourn  ? 
Shall  thy  devouring  jealous  rage. 
Like  fire,  for  ever  bum  ?  ' 

6  On  foreign  lands,  that  know  not  thee, 

Thy  heavy  vengeance  fhow'r  ; 
Thofe  fmful  kingdoms  let  it  crufh. 
That  have  not  own'd  thy  pow'r. 

7  For  their  devouring  jaws  have  prey'd 

On  Jacob's  chofen  race  ; 
And  to  a  barren  defert  turn'd 

Their  fruitful  dwelling  place. 
^  O  think  not  on  our  former  fins. 

But  fpcedily  prevent 
The  utter  ruin  of  thy  faints,  . 

Almoft  v/lth  forro w  fpent. . 


Psalm  LXXX.  119 

i)  Thou  God  of  our  falvation,  help, 
And  free  our  fouls  from  blame  j 
So  fhall  our  pardon  and  defence 
Exalt  thy  glorious  name, 
zo  Let  infidels,  that  fcoffing  fay, 

«*  Where  is  the  Gcd  they  boaft  ?" 
In  vengeance  for  thy  flaughter'd  faints. 
Perceive  thee  to  their  coft.  • 

1 1  Lord,  hear  the  fighing  pris'ner's  moansj 

Thy  faving  pow'r  extend  ; 
Preferve  the  wretches  doom'd  to  die, 
From  that  untimely  end. 

1 2  On  them,  who  us  opprefs,  let  all 

Our  fuff 'rings  be  repaid  ; 
Make  their  confufion  fev'n  times  more 
Than  what  on  us  tkey  laid. 

13  So  we,  thy  people  and  thy  flock, 

Shall  ever  praife  thy  Name  ; 
And  with  glad  hearts  our  grateful  thanks, 
Trom  age  to  age  proclaim. 

PSALM     LXXX.      Long  tnetre, 

1  r^  ISRAEL'S  fhepherd,  Jofeph's  guide, 
V^     Our  pray'rs  to  thee  vouchfafe  to  hear^ 
Thou  that  doll:  on  the  Cherubs  ride. 

Again  in  folemn  ftate  appear. 

2  Behold  how  Benjamin  cxpeifls, 

With  Ephraim  and  Manaffeh  joln'd, 
In  our  deliv 'ranee  the  effeds 

Of  thy  refiftlefs  ftrength  to  find. 

3  Do  thou  convert  us.  Lord,  do  thou 

The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay, 
And  all  the  ills  we  fuffer  now, 

Like  fcatter'd  clouds,  fhall  pafs  away, 

4  O  thou,  whom  heav'nly  hofl;s  obey, 

How  long  fliall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 
How  long  thy  fuff'ring  people  pray 
And  to  t])eir  pray'rs  have  no  return? 

5  When  hungry,  we  are  forc'd  to  drench 

Our  fcanty  food  in  flood*  of  woe  ; 


1^0  Psalm  LXXX. 

When  dry,  our  raging  third  we  quench 
With  Itf earns  of  tears  that  largely  flow. 
6  P-or  us  the  heathen  ^nations  round, 
As  for  a  common  prey,  conteft  j 
Our  foes  with  fpiteful  jays  abound, 
And  at  our  loft  condition  jeft. 

^7  Do  thou  convert  us.  Lord,  do  thou 
The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay, 
And  all  the  ills  we  fuffer  now, 

Like  fcatter'd  clouds,  Ihall  pafs  away. 

PART      IL 

-8  Thou  brought'ft  a  vine  from  Egypt's  land  j 
And,  calling  out  the  heathen  race, 
Didd  plant  it  With  thine  owi:i  right-hand, 
And  firmly  fix  it  in  their  place. 
9  Before  it  thou  prepar'ft  the  way, 
And  mak'ft  it  take  a  lafting  root, 
Which,  blei's'd  with  thy  indulgent  ray, 
O'er  all  the  land  did  widely  Ihoot. 

10,  1 1  The  hills  were  cover'd  with  its  fliade, 
'Its  goodly  bov/s  did  cedars  feem  ; 
-Its  branches  to  the  fea  were  fpread, 

And  reach'd  to  proud  Euphrates'  ftream. 

1 2  Why  then  haft  thou  its  hedge  o'erthrown, 

Which  thou  hadft  made  fo  firm  and  ftrong  I 
Whilft  all  its  grapes,  defencelefs  grown, 
Are  pluck'd  by  thofe  that  pafs  along. 

13  See  how  the  bridling  foreft-boar 

With  dreadful  fury  lays  it  wafte  ; 
Hark  I  how  the  favage  monfters  roar. 
And  to  their  helplefs  prey  make  hafte. 

PART       III. 

14  To  thee,  0  God  of  hofts,  we  pray  ; 

Thy  v.'onted  goodnefs,  Lord,  renew  ; 
From  Heav'n,  thy  throne,  this  vine  furvey, 
And  her  iad  llate  with  pity  view, 

15  Behold  the  vineyard  made  by  thee, 

Which  thy  right-hand  did  guard  fo  long  j 
And  keep  that  branch  from  danger  free, 
Wlaich  for  thyfelf  thou  mad'ft  fo  ftrong. 


P^ALxM    LXXXI.  121 

1 6  To  wafting  flames  'tis  made  a  prey, 

And  all  its  fpreading  boughs  cut  douTi  j 
At  thy  rebuke  they  foon  decay. 
And  perifh  at  thy  dreadful  frown. 

1 7  Crowni  thou  the  King  with  good  fuccefs, 

By  thy  right-hand  fecur'd  from  wrong,  j 
The  Son  of  Man  in  mercy  blefs. 

Whom  for  thyfelf  thou  mad' ft  fo  ftrong. 

f^  So  fhall  v/e  ft:ill  continue  free 

From  whatfoe'er  deferves  thy  blame  j 
And,  if  once  more  reviv'd  by  thee, 
Will  always  praife  thy  holy  Name. 
19  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 
The  lultre  of  thy  face  difplay, 
And  all  the  ills  we  fufFer  now, 

Like  fcatter'd  clouds,  fliall  pafs  away. 

PSALM      LXXXL      Co??i?}ion  wetre^ 

X   'Tn  O  God,  our  never-failing  ftrength, 
X        With  loud  applaufes  fing  ; 
And  jointly  make  a  cheerful  noife 
To  Jacob's  awful  King. 

2  Compofe  a  hymn  of  praife,  and  touch 

Your  inftruments  of  joy  ; 
Let  pfalteries  and  pleafant  harps 
Your  grateful  fkill  employ. 

3  Let  trumpets  at  the  great  new  moon 

Their  joyful  voices  raife, 
To  celebrate  th'  appointed  time, 
The  folemn  day  of  praife. 

4  For  this  a  ftatute  was  of  old. 

Which  Jacob's  God  decreed ; 
To  be  with  pious  care  obferv'd 
By  Ifrael's  chofen  feed. 

5  This  he  for  a  memorial  fix'd. 

When,  freed  from  Egypt's  land, 
Strange  nations'  barb'rous  fpeech  we.  heard. 
But  could  not  underftand. 

6  Your  burdcn'dlhoulders  I  reliev'd, 

(Thus  fecms  our  God  to  fay,) 
L 


122  Psalm  LXXXI. 

Your  rervlle  hands  by  me  were  freed, 
From  lab' ring  in  the  clay. 

7  Your  anceftors,  with  wrongs  opprefs'ds 

To  me  for  aid  did  call ; 
With  pity  I  their  fuff'rings  faw. 

And  fet  them  free  from  all. 
They  fought  for  me,  and  from  tlie  cloud 

In  thunder  I  reply 'd  ; 
At  Meribah's  contentious  ftream 

Their  faith  and  duty  try'd. 

PART      II. 

8  While  I  my  folemn  will  declare, 

My  chofen  people,  hear  : 
If  thou,  O  Ifrael,  to  my  words 
Wilt  lend  thy  lift'ning  ear, 

9  Then  fhall  no  god  befides  myfelf 

Within  thy  coafts  be  found  ; 
Nor  fivalt  thou  worfhip  any  god 
Of  all  the  nations  round. 

10  The  Lord  thy  God  am  I,  who  thee 

Brought  forth  from  Egypt's  land  j 
'Tis  I  that  all  thy  juft  defires 
Supply  with  lib'ral  hand. 

1 1  But  they,  my  chofen  race,  refus'd 

To  hearken  to  my  voice  ; 
Nor  would  rebellious  Ifrael's  fons 
Make  me  their  happy  choice. 

IZ  So  I,  provok'd,  refign'd  them  up, 
To  ev'ry  lull  a  prey  ; 
A  nd  in  their  own  perverfe  defigns 
Permitted  them  to  ftray. 
13-0  that  my  people  wifely  would 
My  juft  commandments  heed  ! 
And  Ifrael  in  my  righteous  ways 
With  pious  care  proceed  ! 

1 4  Then  fliould  my  heavy  judgments  fall 

On  all  that  them  oppofe, 
And  my  avenging  hand  be  turn''d 
Againft  their  num'rous  foes. 

15  l^heir  enemies  and  mine  fhould  all 

Before  my  foot-ftool  betid  ; 


Psalm  LXXXII,  LXXXIII.       1I3 

But  as  for  them,  their  happy  ftate 
Should  never  know  an  end. 

t6  All  parts  with  plenty  fliould  abound  ; 
With  fineft  wheat  their  field  : 
The  barren  rocks,  to  pleafe  their  tafte, 
Should  richeft  honey  yield. 

PSALM      LXXXII.       Common  metre. 
I    /^  OD  in  the  great  affembly  ftands, 
Vjr      Where  his  impartial  eye 
In  ftate  furveys  the  earthly  gods. 
And  does  their  judgments  try. 
2,  3  How  dare  ye  theij  unjiiftly  judge, 
Or  be  to  finncrs  kind  ? 
Defend  the  orphans  and  the  poor  ; 
Let  fuch  your  juftice  find. 

4  Proted  the  humble  helplefs  man, 

Reduc'd  to  deep  diftrefs  ; 

And  let  not  him  become  a  prey 

To  fuch  as  would  opprefs. 

5  They  neither  know,  nor  will  they  learn, 

But  blindly  rove  and  ftray' ; 
Juftice  and  truth,  the  world's  fupports, 
Through  all  the  land  decay. 

6  Well  then  might  God  in  anger  far, 

'•'  I've  call'd  you  by  my  Name  ; 
"  I've  faid  ye're  gods  and  all  ally'd 
<•  To  the  Moft^Hijh  in  fame  : 

o 

7  «•  But  ne'erthelefs  your  unjuft  deeds 

"  To  ftridl  account  I'll  call  ; 
"  You  all  fhall  die  like  common  men, 
"  Like  other  tyrants  fall." 

8  Arife,  and  thy  juft  judgments,  Lord', 

Throughout  the  earth  difplay  ; 

And  all  the  nations  of  the  world 

Shall  own  thy  righteous  fway. 

PSALM      LXXXIII.      CGmmon  metre, 
I   TTOLD  not  thy  peace,  O  Lord  our  God, 
XJL     No  longer  filent  be  ; 
Nor  with  confenting  quiet  looks 
Our  ruin  calmly  fee* 


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Psalm  LXXXIII, 


2  For  lo  !  the  tumults  of  thy  fc^.es 

O'er  all  the  land  are  fpread  ; 
And  thofe,  who  hate  thy  faints  and  thee, 
Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head. 

3  Againft  thy  zealous  people,  Lord, 

They  craftily  combine  ; 
And'  to  deftroy  thy  chofen  flunts 
Have  laid  their  clofe  deflgn. 

4  «  Come,  let  us  cut  them  off,". fay  they^ 

"  Their  nation  quite  deface  ; 
"  That  no  remembrance  may  remain 
"  Of  Ifrael's  hated  race." 

5  Thus  they  againft  thy  people's  peace 

Confult  with  one  confent  ; 
And  diff'ring  nations,  jointly  leagu'd^ 
Their  common  m.alice  vent. 

6  The  Ifhm'elites  that  dwell  in  tents, 

With  warlike  Edora  joln'd. 
And  Moab's  fons,  our  ruin  vow. 
With  Hagar's  race  combin'd. 

7  Proud  Amnion's  offspring,  Gebal  toO;^ 

With  Amalek  confpire  ; 
The  lords  of  Paleftine,  and  all 
The  wealthy  fons  of  Tyre. 

8  All  thefe  the  ftrong  Affyrian  king 

Their  firm  ally  have  got ; 
Who  with  a  pow'rful  army  aids 
Th'  inceftuous  race  of  Lot. 

PART      IL 

^  But  let  fuch  vengeance  come  to  them, 
As  once  to  Midian  came  ; 
To  Jabin  and  proud  Sifera, 
At  Kifhon's  fatal  Ilream  ; 

10  When  thy  right-hand  their  num'rous  liofts 

Near  Endor  did  confound, 
And  left  their  carcafes  for  dung 
To  feed  the  hungry  ground.         » 

1 1  Let  all  their  mighty  men  the  fate 

Of  Zeb  and  Oreb  fhare  ; 
As  Zeba  and  Zalmuna,  fo 
Let  all  their  princes  fare. 


Psalm  LXXXIV.  125 

1 2  Who,  with  the  fame  defign  infplr'd. 

Thus  vainly  boafting  fpake, 
*<  In  firm  poffeffion  for  ourfelves 
"  Let  us  God's  houfes  take." 

13  To  ruin  let  them  hafte,  like  wheels 

Which  downwards  fwiftly  move  ; 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind,  let  all 
Their  fcatter'd  forces  prove. 
r4,  1 5  As  flames  confume  dry  wood,  or  heath, 
That  on  parch'd  mountains  grows, 
So  let  thy  fierce-purfuing  wrath 
With  terrors  ftrike  tby  foes. 

16,  17  Lord,  fliroud  their  faces  with  difgrace, 
That  they  may  own  thy  Name : 
Or  them  confound,  v/hofe  harden'd  hearts 
Thy  gentler  means  difclaim. 
18  So  lliall  the  wond'ring  world  confefs, 
That  thou,  who  claim'ft  alone 
Jehovah's  name,  o'er  all  the  earth 
Haft  rais'd  thy  lofty  throne. 

PSALM     LXXXIV.      Common  metre. 

1  /^  GOD  of  hofts,  the  mighty  Lord, 
V^      How  lovely  is  the  place, 
Where  thou,  enthron'd  in  glory,  fhow^fl; 

The  brightnefs  of  thy  face  ! 

2  My  longing  foul  faints  with  defire 

To  view  thy  bleft  abode  ; 
My  panting  heart  and  flefh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God. 

3  The  birds,  more  happy  far  than  I, 

Around  thy  temple  throng  ; 
Securely  there  they  build,  and  there 
Securely  hatch  their  young. 

4  O  Lord  of  hofts,  my  King  and  God, 

How  highly  bleft  are  they, 
Who  in  thy  temple  always  dwell. 
And  tlierc  thy  praife  difplay  ! 

5"  Thrice  happy  they,  whofe  choice  has  thc« 
Their  fure  prote«flion  made ; 

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126  Psalm  LXXXV. 

Who  long  to  tread  the  facred  ways 
That  to  thy  dwelling  lead  ! 

6  Who  pafs  through  Baca's  thirfty  vale. 

Yet  no  refrefhment  want ; 
Their  pools  are  fill'd  with  rain,  which  thou 
At  their  requeft  doft  grant. 

7  Thus  they  proceed  from  ftrength  to  ftrength^. 

And  ftill  approach  more  near  ; 
Till  all  on  Sion's  holy  mount. 
Before  their  God  appear. 

8  O  Lord,  the  mighty  Gk>d  of  hofts,. 

My  juft  requeft  regard  :' 
Thou  God  of  Jacob,  let  my  pray'r 
Be  ftill  with  favour  heard. 

9  Behold,  O  God,  for  thou  alone 

Canft  timely  aid  difpenfe  ; 
On  thy  anointed  fervant  look, 
Be  thou  his  ftrong  defence. 

10  For  in  thy  courts  one  fingle  day 

'Tis  better  to  attend, 
Than,  Lord,  in  any  place  befides 
A  thoufand  days  to  fpend. 

Much  rather  in  God's  houfe  will  I 

The  meaneft  office  take, 
Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  fin 

My  pompous  dwelling  make. 
i  I  For  God,  who  is  our  Sun  and  Shield,, 

Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 

From  them  that  juftly  live. 

12  Thou  God,  whom  heav'nly  hofts  obey. 
How  highly  blefs'd  is  he, 
Whofe  hope  and  truft,  fecurely  plac'd, 
Is  ftill  repos'd  on  thee  ! 

PSALM      LXXXV.       Common  mctre^ 

X   T     ORD,  thou  haft  granted  to  thy  land 
\  A      The  favours  v/e  iraplor'd, 
And  faithful  Jacob's  captive  race, 
Haft  gracioufly  reftor'd.. 


Psalm  LXXXVI.  127 

2,  3  Thy  people's  fins  thou  haft  forgiv'n, 
And  all  their  guilt  defac'd  ; 
Thou  haft  not  let  thy  wrath  flame  on^ 
Nor  thy  fierce  anger  laft. 

4  O  God  our  Saviour,  all  our  hearts 
To  thy  obedience  turn  ; 
Tliat,  quench'd  with  our  repenting  tears,. 
Thy  wratli  no  more  may  burn. 
5,  6  For  why  fhould'ft  thou  be  angry  ftilJ,. 
And  wrath  fo  long  retain  ? 
Revive  us,  Lord,  and  let  thy  faints 
Thy  wonted  comfort  gain. 

7  Thy  gracious  favour,  Lord,  difplay. 

Which  we  have  long  implor'd  ; 
And,  for  thy  wond'rous  mercy's  fake,. 
Thy  wonted  aid  affi^i'd. 

8  God's  anfw'er  patiently  I'll  wait  ; 

For  he,  with  glad  fucccfs, 
If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn, 
His  mourning  faints  will  blefs. 

9  To  all  that  fear  his  holy   Name 

His  fure  falvation's  near  ; 

And  in  its  former  happy  ftate 

Our  nation  Ihall  appear. 

10  For  mercy  now  Avith  truth  is  join'd^ 

And  righteoufnefs  with  peace, 
Like  kind  companions,  abfent  long. 
With  friendly  arms  embrace. 

II,  12  Truth  from  the  earth  fhall  fpring,whiHl  Heav'n 
Shall  ftreams  of  jiiftice  pour  ; 
And  God,  from  whom  all  goodnefs  flows, 
Shall  endlefs  plenty  fhow'r. 
13  Before  him  righteoufnefs  ftiall  march. 
And  his  juft  paths  prepare  ; 
Whilft  we  his  holy  fteps  purfua 
With  conftant  zeal  and  care. 

PSALM      LXXXVL       Common  metre. 
I   'T^O  my  complaint,   O  Lord  my  God, 
X       Thv  gracious  ear  incline  ; 
Hear  me,  diftrefs'd  and  dcftitute 
Of  all  relief  but  thine. 


128  Psalm  LXXXVL 

2  Do  thou,  O  God,  prelerve  my  foul, 

That  does  thy  Name  adore  ; 
Thy  fervant  keep,  and  him,  whofe  truft 
Rehes  on  thee,  reftore. 

3  To  me,  who  daily  th^e  invoke. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  extend  ; 

4  Refrelh  thy  fervant's  foul,  whofe  hopes 

On  thee  alone  depend. 

5  Thou,  Lord,  art  good,  not  only  good, 

But  prompt  to  pardon  too  ; 
Of  plenteous  mercy  to  all  thofe 
Who  for  thy  mercy  fue. 

6  To  my  repeated  humble  pray'r, 

O  Lord,  attentive  be  ; 

7  When  troubled,  I  on  thee  will  call. 

For  thou  wilt  anfwer  me. 

8  Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee, 

O  Lord,  alone  divine  ! 
To  thee  as  much  inferior  they. 
As  are  their  works  to  thine. 

9  Therefore  their  great  Creator  thee 

The  nations  (hall  adore  ; 
Their  long-mifguided  pray'rs  and  praife,- 

To  thy  blefs'd  Name  rellore. 
joAll  fhall  confefs  thee  great,  and  great 

The  wonders  thou  haft  done  ; 
Confefs  thee  God,  the  God  fuprcme, 

Gonfsfs  thee  God  alone. 

PART      IL 

3.1  Teach  me  thy  way,  O  Lord,  and  I 
From  truth  (hall  ne'er  depart  ; 
In  rev'rence  to  thy  facred  Name, 
Devoutly  fix  my  heart. 
1  a  Thee  will  I  praife,  O  Lord  my  God, 
Praife  thee  with  heart  fmcere ; 
And  to  thy  everlafting  Name 
Eternal  trophies  rear. 

J  5  Thy  boundlefs  mtercy  fhown  to  me 
Tranfcends  my  pow'r  to  tell ; 
For  thou  haft  oft  redeem'd  my  foul 
From  loweft  depths  of  hell. 


Psalm  LXXXVII.  ii,^ 

14  0  God,  the  fons  of  pride  and  ftrife 

Have  my  deftruction  fought, 
Regardlefs  of  thy  pow'r,   that  oft 
Has  my  dehv 'ranee  wrought. 

15  But  thou  thy  conftant  goodnefs  didfl 

To  my  ati'iftance  bring  ; 
Of  patience,  mercy,  and  of  truth, 
Thou  everlafting  fpring  ! 

16  O  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  and  ftrengtR 

To  me  thy  fervant  fliow  ; 
Thy  kind  protedion.  Lord,  on  me, 
Thine  handmaid's,  fon,  bellow. 

17  Some  fignal  give,  which  my  proud  foes 

May  fee  with  fhame  and  rag-e. 
When  thou,  O  Lord,  for  my  relief 
And  comfort  doft  engage. 

PSALM      LXXXVII.       Particular  metre, 

1  /^  OD's  temfle  crowns  the  holy  mount ; 

2  V_T      The  Lord  there  condefceiids  to  dwell  j 
His  Sion's  ^tes,  in  his  account, 

Our  Ifrael's  faireft  tents  excel. 

3  Fame  glorious  things  of  thee  fhall  fmg, 
O  city  of  th'  Almighty  Kmg  ! 

4  I'll  mention  Rahab  ^tith  due  praife, 

In  Babylon's  applaufes  join. 
The  fame  of  Ethiopia  raife. 

With  that  of  Tyre  and  Paleftine  ; 
And  grant  that  fome  amohgft  them  born. 
Their  age  and  country  did  adorn. 

5  But  ftill  of  Sion  I'll  aver, 

That  many  fuch  from  her  proceed  ; 
Th'  Almighty  fhall  eftablini  her  : 

6  His  gen'ral  lift  fnall  fhow,  v,'hen  read, 
That  fuch  a  perfon  there  was  born. 
And  fuch  did  fuch  an  age  adorn.    . 

7  He'll  Sion  find  with  numbers  fiU'd 

Of  fuch  aa  merit  high  renown  ; 
For  hand  and  voice  muficians  fkill'd  ; 
And  (her  tranfcending  fame  to  crown) 


130  Psalm  LXXXVIII. 

Of  fuch  (he  fhall  fucceflions  bring. 
Like  water  from  a  living  fpring. 

PSALM      LXXXVIIL       Lo;i^  metres 
I    'T^  O  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour,  I 

I         By  day  and  night  addrefs  my  cry  : 
1  Vouchfafe  my  mournful  voice  to  hear  ; 
To  my  diftrefs  incline  thine  ea:-. 

3  For  feas  of  trouble  me  invade. 

My  foul  draws  nigh  to  death's  cold  fhade  : 

4  Like  one  wliofe  ftrength  and  hopes  are  fled. 
They  number  me  among  the  dead  : 

5  Like  thofe  who,  flirouded  in  the  grave, 
From  thee  no  more  remembrance  have  ; 

6  Caft  off  from  thy  fuftaining  care, 
Down  to  the  confines  of  defpair. 

7  Thy  wrath  has  hard  upon  me  lain, 
Afflifting  me  with  reftleft  pain  ; 

Me  all  thy  mountain  waves  have  prefl,^ 
Too  weak,  alas,  to  bear  the  leaft. 

S  Remov'd  from  friends,  Lfigh  alone, 
In  a  loath'd  dungeon  laid,  where  none 
A  vifit  will  vouchfafe  to  me, 
ConHn'd.,  paft  hopes  of  liberty. 

9  My  eyes  from  weeping  never  ceafe, 
They  wade,  but  liill  my  griefs  increafe  j 
Yet  daily,  Lord,  to  thee  I've  pray'd, 
With  out-flretch'd  hands  invok'd  thy  aid. 

JO  Wilt  thou  by  miracle  revive 

The  dead,  whom  thou  forfook'rt  alive  ? 
From  death  reftore,  thy  praife  to  fmg. 
Whom  thou  from  prifon  would'ft  not  bring  ? 

1 !  Shall  the  mute  grave  thy  love  confefs  \ 
A  mould'ring  tomb  thy  faithfulnefs  ?' 

12  Thy  truth  and  pow'r  renown  obtain 
Where  darknefs  and  oblivion  reign  I 

T3  To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  cry,  forlorn  ; 
My  pray'r  prevents  the  early  morn  : 

14  Why  haft  thou.  Lord,  my  foul  forfook. 
Nor  once  vouchfaf 'd  a  gracious  look  \ 

15  Prevailing  forrows  bear  me  down, 

Which  from  my  youth  with  me  have  grown  } 


'      Psalm  LXXXIX.  131 

~Thy  terrors  paft  diftra^  my  mind, 
And  fears  of  blacker  days  behind. 

r6  Thy  wrath  has  burfl  upon  my  head, 
Thy  terrors  fill  my  foul  with  dread  ; 

1 7  Environ'd  as  with  wav'es  combin'd. 
And  for  a  geri'ral  deluge  join'd. 

18  My  lovers,  friends,  familiars,  all 
Remov'd  from  fight,  and  out  of  call  j 
To  dark  oblivion  all  retir'd. 

Dead,  or  at  lead  to  me  expir'd. 

PSALM     LXXXIX.      Long  metre. 

1  ^  I  ^  HY  mercies,  Lord,  fhall  be  my  fong  ; 

X        My  fong  on  them  fhall  ever  dwell  j 
To  ages  yet  unborn  my  tongue 
Thy  never-failing  truth  fhall  tell. 

2  I  have  affirm'd,  and  ftill  maintain, 

Thy  mercy  fhall  for  ever  lafl ; 
Thy  truth  that  does  the  Heav'ns  fuflain. 
Like  them  fhall  (land  for  ever  faft. 

3  Thus  fpak'fl  thou  by  thy  Prophet's  voice, 

"  With  David  I  a  league  have  made  ; 
"  To  him,  my  fervant,  and  my  choice, 
"  By  folemn  oath  this  grant  con-vey'd  : 

4  "  While  earth,  and  feas,  and  fkies  endure, 

"  Thy  feed  fhall  in  my  fight  remain  ; 
■•'  To  them  tliy  throne  I  will  enfure  ; 
"  They  ihall  to  endlefs  ages  reign." 

^  For  fuch  ftupendous  truth  and  love, 

BothHeav'n  and  earth  juft  praifes  owe. 
By   choirs  of  angsls  fung  above, 
And  by  aifembled  faints  below. 
'$  What  Seraph  cf  celeftial  birth 

To  vie  with  Ifiael's  God  fhall  dare  ? 
Or  who  among  the  gods  of  earth 
With  our  Almighty  Lord  compare^ 

7  With  rev'rence  and  religious  dread 

His  faints  fliould  to  his  temple  prefs  ; 
His  I'ear  through  all  their  hearts  ihould  fpread. 
Who  his  Almighty  Name  contefs. 


i32  Psalm  LXXXIX., 

8  Lord  God  of  armies,  who  can  boaft 

Of  ftrength  cr  pow'rlike  thine  renown'd  ? 
Of  fuch  a  num'rous  faithful  hoft, 

As  that  which  does  thy  throne  furround  ? 

9  Thou  doll  the  lawlefs  fea  controul, 

And  change  the  profped  of  the  deep  j 
Thou  mak'ft  the  fleeping  billows  roll ; 

Thou  mak'ft  tlie  rolhng  billows  fleep. 
loThou  brak'ft  in  pieces  Rahab's  pride,. 

And  didft  oppreffing  pow'r  difarm  ; 
Thy  fcatter'd  foes,  have  dearly  try'd 

The  force  of  thy  refiftlefs  arm. 

1 1  In  thee  the  fov 'reign  right  remains 

Of  earth  and  Heav'n;  thee,  Lord,  alone, 
The  world,  and  all  that  it  contains, 
Their  Maker  and  Preferver  own. 

1 2  The  poles  on  which  the  globe  does  reft 

Were  form'd  by  thy  creating  voice  ; 
Tabor  and  Hermon,  eaft  and  weft. 
In  thy  fuftaining  pow'r  rejoice. 

13  Thy  arm  is  mighty,  ftrong  thy  hand,^ 

Yet,  Lord,  thou  doft  with  juftice  reign  j 
i4Pofrefs'd  of  abfolute  command 

Thou  truth  and  mercy  doft  maintain. 

15  Happy,  thrice  happy  they,  who  hear 

Thy  facred  tmmpet's  joyful  found  ; 
Who  may  at  feftivals  appear, 

With  thy  moft  glorious  prefence  crown 'd. 

16  Thy  faints  fliall  always  be  o'erjoy'd, 

Who  on  thy  facred  Name  rely  ; 
And,  in  thy  righteoufnefs  employ'd. 
Above  their  foes  be  rais'd  on  high. 

1 7  For  in  thy  ftrength  they  ftiall  advance, 

Whofe  conquefts  from  thy  favour  fpring  ; 

1 8  The  Lord  of  hofts  is  our  defence. 

And  Ifrael's  God  our  Ifrael's  King. 

£9  Thus  fpak'ft  thou  by  thy  Prophet's  voice, 
"  A  mighty  champion  I  will  fend  ; 
«  From  Judah's  tribe  have  I  ma-^"  choice 
<'  Of  one,  who  fhall  the  reft  u'vicnd. 


Psalm  LXXXIX.  133 

30*' My  lervant  David  I  have  found, 

"  With  holy  oil  anointed  him  ; 
'2 1  "  Him  fhall  the  hand  fupport,  that  crown'd, 

"  And  guard,  that  gave  the  diadem. 

22  *'  No  prince  from  him  fhall  tribute  force, 

"  No  fbn  of  ftrife  fhall  him  annoy  j 

23  "  His  fpiteful  foes  I  will  difperfe, 

"  And  them  before  his  face  deftroy. 

24  "  My  truth  and  grace  Ihall  him  fuftain  5 

"  His  armies,  in  well-order'd  ranks, 

25  '*  Shall  conqud!-,  from  the  Tyrian  Main 

*'  To  Tigris  and  Euphrates'  banks. 

26  "  Me  for  his  Father  he  fhall  take, 

"  His  God  and  Rock  of  fafety  call ; 

27  ♦*  Him  I  my  firft-born  Son  will  make, 

*•  And  earthly  kings  his  fubjefts  all. 

28  **  To  him  my  mercy  I'll  fecure, 

'*  My  cov'nant  make  forever  fall ; 

29  "  His  feed  forever  fhall  endure  ; 

♦<  His  throne,  till  Heav'n  diffolves,  fhall  lail. 

PART      II. 

30  "  But  if  his  heirs  my  law  forfake, 

"  And  from  my  facred  precepts  flray  j 

3 1  "  If  they  my  righteous  ftatutes  break, 

*'  Nor  ftriiily  my  commands  obey  ; 

32  "  Their  fins  I'll  vifit  with  a  red, 

*«  And  for  their  folly  make  them  fmart ; 

33  "  Yet  will  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 

"  Nor  from  my  truth,  like  them,  depart. 

34  "  My  cov'nant  I  Mill  ne'er  revoke, 

"  13ut  in  remembrance  fa  ft  retain  ; 
*'  The  thing  that  once  my  lips  have  fpoke 
"  Shall  in  eternal  force  remain. 

35  "  Once  I  have  fworn,  but  once  for  all, 

"  And  made  my  holinefs  the  tie, 
*'  That  I  my  grant  will  ne'er  recall, 
"  Nor  to  my  fervant  David  lie  : 

36  "  Whofe  throne  and  race  the  conf^ant  furt 

<'  Shall,  like  his  courfe,  eflablilh'd  fee  j 

M 


134  Psalm  LXXXIX. 

37  "  Of  this  my  oath,  thou  confcious  moon, 

«'  In  Heav'n,  my  faithfivl  witnels  be." 

38  Such  was  thy  gracious  promife,  Lord  ; 

But  thou  hall  now  our  tribes  forfook, 
Thy  own. anointed  haft  abhorr'd, 

And  turn'd  on  him  thy  wrathful  look. 

39  Thou  feemeft  to  have  render'd  void 

The  cov'nant  with  thy  fervant  made  } 
Thou  haft  his  dignity  deftroy'd, 
And  in  the  duft  his  honour  kdd. 

40  Of  ftrong  holds  thou  haft  him  bevcft, 

And  brought  his  bulwarks  to  decay  ; 

41  His  frontier  coafts  defencelefs  left, 

A  public  fcorn,  and  common  prey. 

42  His  ruin  does  glad  triumphs  yield 

To  foes,  advanc'd  by  thee  to  might  ; 

43  Thou  haft  his  conqu'ring  fword  unfteel'd. 

His  valour  turn'd  to  Ihameful  flight. 

44  His  glory  is  to  darknefs  fled, 

His  throne  is  levell'd  with  the  ground  ; 

45  His  youth  to  wretched  bondage  led. 

With  Ihame  o'erwhelm'd  and  forrow  drown'd= 

46  How  long  ftiall  we  thy  abfence  mourn  ? 

Wilt  thou  for  ever,  Lord,  retire  ? 
Shall  thy  confurning  anger  burn, 
Till  that  and  we  at  once  expire  ? 

47  Confider,  Lord,  how  fliort  a  fpace 

Thou  doft  for  mortal  life  ordain  ; 
No  method  to  prolong  the  race, 
But  loading  it  with  grief  and  pain. 

48  What  man  is  he  that  can  controul 

Death's  ftriifl  unalterable  doom  ? 
Or  rp^ue  from  the  grave  his  foul, 

1  he  grave  that  muft  mankind  intomb  ? 

49  Lord,  where's  thy  love,  thy  boyndlefs  grace, 

The  oath  to  which  thy  truth  did  feal, 
Confign'd  to  David  and  his  race, 

The  grant  which  time  fliould  ne'er  repeal : 

50  See  how  thy  fervants  treated  are 

With  infamy,  reproach,  and  fpite  ; 


Psalm  XC.  13.5 

Which  in  my  filent  breaft  I  bear, 
From  nations  of  licentious  might. 
jfi  How  they,  reproaching  thy  great  Name, 

Have  made  thy  fervant's  hope  their  jeft  j 
52  Yet  thy  juft  praiies  we'll  proclaim, 
And  ever  fmgv  The  Lord  be  bleft. 

PSALM      XC.       Coiinno7i  metre. 

1  /^  LORD,  the  Saviour  and  defence 

V_^     Of  us  thy  chofen  race,  * 

From  age  to  age  thou  ftill  haft  been 
Our  fure  abiding.-place. 

2  Before  thou  brought'il  the  mountains  forth, 

Or  th'  earth  and  world  didft  frame, 
Thou  always  waft  the  mighty  God, 
And  ever  art  the  fame. 

3  Thou  tumeft  man,  O  Lord,  to  duft. 

Of  which  he  firft  was  made  ; 
And  when  thou  fpeak'ft  the  word,  Retitrnj 
'Tis  inftantly  obey'd. 

4  For  in  thy  fight  a  thoufand  years 

Are  like  a  day  that's  paft. 
Or  like  a  watch  in  dead  of  night,  ■ 
Whofe  hours  unminded  wafte. 

5  Thou  fweep'ft  us  off  as  with  a  flood, 

We  vanifh  hence  like  dreams  ; 
At  firft  we  grow  likt;  grafs,  that  feels 
The  fun's  revivincr  beams  : 

6  But  howfoever  frefh  and  fair 

Its  morning  beauty  fhows  ; 
*Tis  all  cut  down  and  wither'J  quite. 
Before  the  ev'ning  clofe. 

7,  8  We  by  thine  anger  are  confum'J, 
And  by  thy  wrath  difmay'd  ; 
Our  public  crimes  and  fecret  fms 
Before  thy  fight  are  laid, 
9  Beneath  thy  anger's  fad  eiFe<fls 
Our  drooping  days  we  fpend  ; 
Our  unregarded  years  break  off, 
Like  tales  that  quickly  end. 


J. ,6  FSALM    XCI. 

lo  Our  term  of  time  is  fev'nty  years, 
An  age  that  few  furvive  ; 
But  if,  with  moie  than  common  ftrength. 

To  eighty  we  arrive, 
Yet  then  our  bcafted   ftrength  decays,       ,   , 

To  forrow  turn'd  and  pain  ; 
So  foon  the  flender  thread  is  cut, 
And  we  no  more  remain. 

PART       II. 
J I  But  who  thy  anger's  dread  effedls 
Does,  as  he  ought,  revere  ? 
And  yet  thy  wi-ath  does  fall  or  rife, 
As  more  or  lefs  we  fear. 
1 2  So  teach  us.  Lord,  th'  uncertain  fum 
Of  our  {hort  days  to  mind. 
That  to  true  wifdom  all  our  hearts 
May  ever  be  inclin'd. 
53  O  to  thy  fervants.  Lord,  return, 
And  fpeedily  relent ! 
As  we  forfake  our  fins,  do  thou 
Revoke  our  puniihment. 
J  4  To  fatisfy  and  cheer  our  fouls. 
Thy  early  mercy  fend  ; 
That  we  may  all  our  days  to  come 
In  joy  and  comfort  fpend. 

15  Let  happy  times,  with  large  amends, , 

Dry  up  cur  former  tears, 
Or  equal  at  the  leaft  the  term 
Of  our  afflided   years. 

16  To  all  thy  fervants.  Lord,  let  this 

Thy  wond'rous  work  be  known. 
And  to  our  offspring  yet  unborn 
Thy  glorious  pow'r  be  fhown. 

17  Let  thy  bright  rays  upon  us  ihine, 

Give  thou  our  work  fuccefs  ; 
The  glorious  work  we  have  in  hand 
Do  thou  vouchfafe  to  blsfs. 
PSALM       XCI.       Particular  metre. 
I   T  T  E  that  has  God  his  guardian  made, 
jfl    Shall,  under  the  Almighty's  Ihade, 
Secure  and  undifturb'd  abide  : 


Psalm  XCI.  137 

2  Thus  to  my  foul  of  him  Pll  fay, 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  my  ftay, 

My  God,  in  whom  I  will  confide. 

3  His  tender  love  and  watchful  care 
Shall  free  thee  from  the  fowler's  fnare, 

And  from  the  noifome  peftilence  : 

4  He  over  thee  his  wings  (hall  fpread, 
And  cover  thy  unguarded  head  ; 

His  truth  Ihall  be  thy  ftrong  defence. 

5  No  terrors  that  furprife  by  night 
Shall  thy  undaunted  courage  fright, 

Nor  deadly  fhafts  that  fly  by  day  ; 

6  Nor  plague,  of  unknown  rife,  that  kills 
In  darknefs,  nor  infefllous  Ills 

That  in  the  hotted  feafon  flay. 

7  A  thoufand  at  thy  fide  fliall  die, 
At  thy  right-hand  ten  thoufand  He, 

While  thy  firm  heakh  untouch'd  remains.; 
.8  Thou  only  Ihalt  look  on  and  fee 
The  wicked's  difmal  tragedy. 

And  count  the  linner's  mournful  gains. 

9  Becaufe,  with  well-plac'd  confidence. 
Thou  mak'ft  the  Lord  thy  fure  defence, 

And  on  the  Higheft  doft  rely  ; 

10  Therefore  no  ill  Ihall  thee  befall. 
Nor  to  thy  healthful  dwelling  fhall 

Any  infedious  plagues  draw  nigh. 

1 1  For  he  throughout  thy  happy  days. 
To  keep  thee  fafe  in  all  thy  ways. 

Shall  give  his  angels  ftrid  commands ; 

12  And  they,  left  thou  Ihould'Il  chance  to  meet 
With  fome  rough  ftone  to  wound  thy  feet, 

Shall  bear  thee  fafely  in  their  hands. 

1 3  Dragons  and  afps  that  thirft  for  blood. 
And  lions  roaring  for  their  food, 

Beneath  his  conqu'ring  feet  (hall  lie  : 
14.  Becaufe  he  lov'd  and  honour'd  me. 
Therefore,  fays  God,  I'll  fet  him  free, 
Aud  fix  his  glorious  throne  on  high. 
M2 


i^R  Psalm  XCII. 

15  He'll  call  ;  I'll  anfwer  when  he  calls. 
And  refcue  h'm  when  ill  befalls  ; 

Increafe  his  honour  and  his  wealth  : 

16  And  when,  with  undiftvirb'd  content, 
His  long  and  happy  life  is  fpent, 

His  end  I'll  crovvn  with  faving  health. 

PSALM      XCII.      Common  metre.. 

1  TTOW  good  and  pleafant  mufl:  it  be 
X~l  To  thank  the  Lord  mod  high  ; 
And  with  repeated  hymns  of  praife 

His  name  to  magnify  ! 

2  With  ev'ry  morning's  early  dawn 

His  goodnefs  to  relate  ; 
And  of  his  conftant  truth,  each  night, 
The  glad  efFeds  repeat ! 

3  To  ten-ftring'd  inftruments  we'll  fmg,. 

With  tuneful  pfalt'ries  join'd  ; 
And  to  the  harp,  with  folemn  founds, 
Forfacredufe  defign'^d. 

4  For  through  thy  wondrous  works,  O  Lord, 

Thou  mak'ft  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  thoughts  of  them  Ihall  make  me  glad, 
And,fhout  with  cheerful  voice. 

5,  6  How  wond'rous  are  thy  works,  O  Lord  ! 
How  deep  are  thy  decrees  ! 
Whofe  winding  tracks,  in  fecret  laid,. 
No  flupid  finner  fees. 
7  He  little  thinks,  when  wicked  men. 
Like  grafs,  look  frefh  and  gay. 
How  foon  their  fiiort-liv'd  fplendor  mud 
For  ever  pafs  away. 

S,  9  But  thou,  my  God,  art  ftill  irtoft  high  ; 
And  all  thy  lofty  foes, 
Who  thought  they  might  fecurely  fm, 
Shall  be  o'erwhelm'd  with  woes. 
JO  Whilft  thou  exalt'ft  my  fov'reign  pow'r,, 
And  m;ik'fl  it  largely  fpread  ; 
And  with  refrefhlng  oil  anoint'ft 
My  confecrated  head. 

J  I  I  foon  (hall  fee  my  ftubborn  foes 
To  utter  ruin  brought  j 


Psalm  XCIII,  XCIV.  139 

And  hear  the  ciLfmal  end  of  thofe. 

Who  have  againfl  me  fought- 
12  But  righteous  men,  hke  fruitful  palms,  , 

Shall  make  a  glorious  fhow  ; 
As  cedars  that  on  Lebanon 

In  (lately  order  grow. 

13,  14  Thefe,  planted  in  the  houfe  of  God,' 
Within  his  courts  fhall  thrive  ; 
Their  vigour  and  their  luftre  both 
Shall  in  old  age  revive. 
15  Thus  will  the  Lord  his  juftice  fhow  } : 
And  God,  my  ftvong  defence, 
Shall  due  rewards  to  all  the  world  . 
Impartially  difpenfe. 

PSALM      XCIII.      Long  metre. 

\   'Wf  ITH  glory  clad,  with  flrength  array'd, 
V  V        The  Lord,  that  o'er  all  nature  reigns. 
The  world's  foundation  ftrongly  laid, 
And  the  vaft  fabric  ftill  futtains. 
2  How  furely  'ftablifli'd  is  thy  throne, 

Which  fhall  no  change  or  period  fee  !. 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  ansl  thou  alone,, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity  ! 

3,  4  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice. 
And  tofs  the  troubled  waves  on  high, 
But  God  above  can  ftill  their  noife. 

And  make  the  angry  fea  comply.  ' 

5  Thy  promife.  Lord,  is  ever  fure  ; 

And  they  that  in  thy  houfe  would  dwell,. 
That  happy  flation  to  fecure, 
Muft  flill  in  holinefs  excel. 

PSALM      XCIV.       Common  metr-,. 

J,  2  /^  GOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs,. 
V^      Thy  vengeance  now  difclofe  j 
Ariie,  thou  Judge  of  all  the  earth, 
And  crnfh  thy  haughty  foes. 
3,  4  How  long,  O  Lord,  fhall  fmful  men 
Their  folemn  triumphs  make  ? 
How  long  their  wicked  anions  boaft, 
And  infokntly  fpeak. 


i^o  Psalm  XCIV. 

5,  6  Not  only  they  thy  faints  opprefs, 
But,  unprovok'd,  they  fpill 
The.  widow's  and  the  ftranger's  blood, 
And  helplefs  orphans  kill. 

7  «  And  yet  the  Lord  Ihall  ne'er  perceive," 

Profanely  thus  they  fpeak, 
««  Nor  any  notice  of  our  deeds 
«  The  God  of  Jacob  take." 

8  At  length,  ye  ftupid  fools,  your  wants 

Endeavour  to  difcern  : 
In  folly  will  you  dill  proceed, 
And  wifdom  never  learn  ? 
9,  10  Can  he  be  deaf  who  form'd  ths  ear  ? 
Or  blind,  who  fram'd  the  eye  ? 
Shall  earth's  great  Judge  not  punilh  tliofe, 
Who  his  known  will  defy  ? 

1 1  He  fathoms  all  the  thoughts  of  men  ; 

To  him  their  hearts  lie  bare  ; 

His  eye  furveys  them  all,  and  fees 

How  vain  their  counfels  are. 

PART     n. 

1 2  Blefs'd  is  the  man,  whom  thou,  O  Lord> 
•  In  kludnefs  doft  chaftife  ; 

And  by  thy  facred  rules  to  walk 
Doft  lovingly  advife. 

13  This  man  fliall  reft  and  fafety  find 

In  feafons  of  diftrefs  ; 
Whilft  God  prepares  a  pit  for  thofe. 
That  ftubbornly  tranfgrefs. 

14.  For  God  will  never  from  his  faints 
His  favour  wholly  take  : 
His  own  pofTeffion  and  his  lot 
He  will  not  quite  forfake. 

15  The  world  (hall  then  confefs  thee  juft 

In  all  that  thou  haft  done  ; 
And  thofe  that  choofe  thy  upright  ways, 
Shall  in  thofe  paths  go  on. 

1 6  Who  will  appear  in  my  behalf. 

When  wicked  men  invade  i* 
Or  who,  when  finners  would  opprefs. 
My  righteous  caufe  Ihall  plead  ? 


Psalm  XCV:  '  145 

J7>  18,  19  Long  fmce  had  I  in  filence  flept, 
But  that  the  Lord  was  near. 
To  ftay  me  when  Lflipt  ;  when  fad, 
M7  troubled  heart  to  cheer. 

20  Wilt  thou,  who  art  a  God  moft  juftj 

nieir  fmful  throne  fuRain  ; 
Who  make  the  law  a  fair  pretence 
Their  urked  ends  to  gain  ? 

21  Againft  the  lives  of  righteous  men. 

They  form  their  clofe  defign  ; 
And  blood  of  innocents  to  fpill 
In  folemn  league  combine. 

22  But  my  defence  is  firmly  plac'd 

In  Grd,  the  Lord  moft  high  : . 
He  is  my  rock,  to  which  I  may 
For  refuge  always  fly. 

23  The  Lord  ihall  caufe  their  ill  defigns- 

On  their  own  heads  to  fall  : 
He  in  their  fins  fhall  cut  them  oiF ; 
Our  God  fhall  flay  tht;m  all. 

PSALM      XCV.      Long  metre. 

1  /^  COME,  loud  anthems  Ic:  us  ung, 
\_}      Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King  j 
For  we  our  voices  high  fhould  raife, 

When  our  falvation's  Rock  we  praife. 

2  Into  his  prefence  let  us  hafte, 

To  thank  him  for  his  favours  paft  ; 
To  hm  addrefs,  in  joyful  fong?, 
The  praife  that  to  his  Name  belongs, 

3  For  God  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  ftate, 
Is,  with  unrivall'd  glory,  great  : 

A  King  fuperior  far  to  all, 

Whom  gods  the  heathen  falfely  call. . 

4  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  fecret  wealth  at  his  command, 
The  ftrcngth  of  hills  that  reach  the  fkies, 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 

5  The  rolling  ocean's  vaft  abyfs, 

By  the  fame  fov'reign  right,  is  his  ; 
'Tis  mov'd  by  his  Almighty  Hand, 
That  form'd  and  fix'd  the  folid  land. 


142  Psalm  XCVi: 

6  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  ; 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord,  our  Maker,  fall. 

7  For  he's  our  God,  our  fliepherd  he, 
His  flock  and  paflure  fheep  are  we, 

If  then  you'll,  like  his  flock,  draw  near,.- 
To-day  if  you  his  voice  will  hear, 

8  Let  not  your  harden'd  hearts  renew 
Your  fathers'  crimes  and  judgments  too  j  - 
Nor  here  provoke  my  wrath,  as  they 

In  defert  plains  of  Meribah. 

9  When  through  the  wildernefs  they  mov'd^ 
And  me  with  frefli  temptations  prov'd, 
They  ftill,  through  unbelief,  rebell'd, 
Whilft  they  my  wond'rous  works  beheld. 

so  They  forty  years  my  patience  griev'd, 
Though  daily  I  their  wants  reliev'd. 
Then — 'Tis  a  faithleft  race,  I  faid, 
Whofe  heart  from  me  haS'  always  ftray'd. 

1  r  They  ne'er  will  tread  hiy  righteous  path  ^ 

Therefore  to  them,  in  fettled  wrath, 
Since  they  defpis'd  my  reft,  I  fware, 
That  they  (hall  never  enter  there. 

PSALM"    XCVI.       Particular  metrd, 
!•  O  ING  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  fong  ; 
O    Let  earth  in  one  affembled  throng 
Her  common  Patron^s  praife   refound  : 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  and  blefs  his  Name, 
From  day  to  day  his  praife  proclaim, 

Who  us  has  with  falvation  crown'd  ; 

3  To  heathen  land^  his  fame  rehearfe, 
His  wonders  to  the  univerfe. 

4  He's  great,  and  greatly  to  be  praLs'd  j 
Iti  majefty  and  glory  rais'd 

Above  all  other  deities': 
3^  For  pageantry  and   idols    all 

Are  they,  whom  gods  the  heathen  call  ; 
He  only  rules,  who  ma;de  the  ftcies  : 
6  With  majefty  and  honour  crown'd, 
Beauty  and  ftrength  his  throne  furround* 


Psalm  XGV|I.  143 

•  7  Be  therefore  both  to  him  reftor'd 
By  you,  who  have  falfe  gods  ador'd  j 
Afcribe  due  honour  to  his  name  : 

8  Peace-ofF'ring^  on  his  akar  lay, 
Before  his  throne  your  homage  pay, 

Which  he,  and  he  alone,  can  claim  i 

9  To  worfhip  at  his  facred  court, 
Let  all  the  trembling  world  refort. 

10  Proclaim  aloud,  Jehovah  reigns, 
Whofe  pow'r  the  univerfe  fuftains, 

And  banilh'djuftice  will  reftore  : 

1 1  Let  therefore  Heav'n  new  joys  confefs  ^ 
And  heav'nly  mirth  let  earth  exprefs  ; 

Its  loud  applaufe  the  ocean  roar  ; 
Its  mute  inhabitants  rejoice, 
And  for  this  triumph  find  a  voice. 

1 2  For  joy  let  fertile  vallies  fing. 

The  cheerful  groves  their  tribute  bring, 
The  tuneful  choir  of  birds  awake, 

13  The  Lord's  approach  to  celebrate  ; 
Who  now  fets  out  with  awful  ftate. 

His  circuit  through  the  earth  to  take  : 
From  Heav'n  to  judge  tlie  world  he's  come. 
With  juftice  to  reward  and  doom. 

PSALM      XCVII.     Lc?r:g  metre. 

1  TEHOVAH  reigns,  let  all  the   earth' 
J     In  his  juft  government  rejoice  ; 

Let  all  the  ifles  with  facred  mirth, 
In  his  applanfe  unite  their  voice. 

2  Darknefs  and  clouds  of  awful  Ihade 

His  dazzling  glory  fhroud  in  ftate  ; 
Juftice  and  truth  his  guards  are  made, 
And  fix'd  by  his  pavilion  wait. 

3  Devouring  fire  before  his  face. 

His  foes  around  with  vengeance  ftruck  ; 

4  His  light'ning  fet  the  world  on  blaze  ; 

Earth  faw  it,  and  with  terror  ftiook. 

5  The  prr.udeft  hills  his  prcfence  felt. 

Their  height  nor  ftrength  could  help  afford  ; 
The  proudeft  hills  like  wax  did  melt 
In  prefence  of  th'  Almiehtv  Lord. 


144  Psalm  XCVIIL 

^6  The  Heav'ns,  his  righteoufnefs  to  fhow, 
With  ftorms  of  fire  our  foes  purfu'd, 
And  all  the  trembling  world  below 
Have  his  defcending  glory  view'd. 

7  Confounded  be  their  impious  hoft, 

Who  make  the  gods  to  whom  they  pray ; 
All  who  of  pageant  idols  boaft  :^ 

To  him,  ye  gods,  your  worfliip  pay. 

8  Glad  Sion  of  thy  triumph  heard, 

And  Judah's  daughters  were  o'erjoy'd  ; 
Becaufe  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
Have  pagan  pride  and  pow'r  deftroy'd. 

9  For  thou,  6  God,  art  feated  high, 

Above  earth's  potentates  enthron'd  ; 
Thou,  Lord,  unrivall'd  in  the  flcy, 
Supreme  by  all  the  gods  art  own'd. 

10  Ye  who  to  ferve  this  Lord  afpire. 

Abhor  what's  ill,  and  truth  efteem  : 
He'll  keep  his  fervants'  fouls  entire, 

And  them  from  wicked  hands  redeem. 

1 1  For  feeds  are  fown  of  glorious  light, 

A  future  harveft  for  the  jull ; 
And  gladnefs  for  the  heart  that's  right, 
To  recompenfe  its  pious  truft. 

12  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord; 

Memorials  of  his  holinefs 
Deep  in  your  faithful  breafts  record, 

And  with  your  thankful  tongues  confefs. 

PSALM      XCVin.     Common  metre, 
J    Q  ING  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  fong, 
^      Who  wond'rous  things  has  done; 
With  his  right-hand  and  holy  arm 
The  conqueft  he  has  won. 

2  The  Lord  has  through  th'  aftonlfh'd  world 

Difplay'd  his  faving  might. 
And  made  his  righteous  ads  appear 
In  all  the  heathen's  fight. 

3  Of  Ifrael's  houfe  his  love  and  truth 

Have  ever  mindful  been  ; 
Wide  earth's  remoteft  parts  the  pow'r 
Of  Ifrael's  God  have  feen. 


Psalm  XCIX,  ;I45 

^  Let  therefore  earth's  inhabitants 
Their  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
And  all,  with  univerfal  joy, 
Refoand  their  Maker's  praife. 

5  With  harp  and  hymn's  foft  melody. 

Into  the  concert  bring 
-6  The  trumpet  and  flirill  cornet's  founds 

Before  th'  Almighry  King. 
^  Let  the  loud  ocean  roar  her  joy, 
With  all  the  feas  contain  ; 
The  earth,  and  her  inhabitants, 
Join  concert  with  the  main. 

:f  With  joy  let  riv'lets  fwell  to  ftreams, 
To  fpreading  torrents  they  ; 
And  echoing  vales  from  hill  to  hill 
Redoubled  fhouts  convey  ; 
"5  To  welcome  xlown  the  world's  great  Judge, 
Who  does  with  juftice  come, 
-And  witli  impartial  equity. 
Both  to  reward  and  doom. 

PSALM     XCIX.      Cotnmn  metre. 

J    TEHOVAH  reigns  ;  let  therefore  all 
J      The  guilty  nations  quake  : 
On  Oherubs'  wings  he  fits  enthron'd  j  : 

Let  earth's  foundations  (hake. 
2  On  Sion's  hill  he  keeps  his  court, 
His  palace  makes  her  tow'rs  ; 
Yet  thence  his  fov'reignty  extends 
Supreme  o'er  earthly  pow'rs. 

^  Let  therefore  all  with  praife  addrefs 
His  great  and  dreadful  Name  ; 
And,  with  his  unrefined  mi-ght, 
His  hcdinefs  proclaim. 
4  For  truth  and  juftice,  in  his  reign, 
Of  ftrength  and  pow'r  take  place; 
His  judgments  are  with  righteoufnefs 
Difpens'd  to  Jacob's  race. 

J  Therefore  exalt  the  Lord  our  God ; 
Before  his  foot-ftool  fall  ; 
N 


146  Psalm  C. 

And,  with  his  unrefifted  might, 

His  holinefs  exloh 
^  Mofes  and  Aaron  thus  of  old 

Among  his  priefts  ador'd  ; 
Among  his  prophets  Samuel  thus 

His  facred  name  implor'd. 

Plftrefs'd,  upon  the  Lord  tliey  call'd. 

Who  ne'er  their  fuit  deny'd  ; 
But,  as  with  revYence  tliey  implor'd. 

He  gracioufly  reply'd. 
7  For  with  their  camp,  to  guide  their  march, 

The  cloudy  pillar  mov'd  ; 
They  kept  his  law,  and  to  his  will 

Obedient  fervants  prov'd. 

S  He  anfwer'd  them,  forgiving  oft 
His  people  for  their  fake  ; 
And  thofe  who  raflily  them  oppos'dj 
Did  fad  examples  make. 
•  With  worfliip  at  his  facred  courts 
Exalt  our  God  and  Lord  j 
For  he,  who  only  holy  is, 
»  Alone  fliouid  be  ador'd. 

PSALM     C.     :Lor.g  metre, 

I   2  -TTTT  ITH  one  confent,  let  all  the  earth 
'       VV        1"o  God  their  cheerful  voices  raife 
Glad  homage  pay,  with  awful  mirtli, 
And  fmg  before  him  fongs  of  praife  : 
9  Convinc'd  that  he.  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed  .; 
We,  whom  he  choofes  for  his  own, 
The  flock  that  he  vouchfafes  to  feed. 

A  O  enter  then  his  temple  gate, 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  prefs  j 
And  ft  ill  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 

And  ftill  his  Name  with  praifes  blefs. 
r  For  he's  the  Lord,  fupremely  good. 

His  mercy  is  forever  fure  ; 
-   His  truth,  which  always  firmly  flooJ, 

To  endlefs  ages  (hall  endure. 


Psalm  CI,  CII.  147 

PSALM     CI.      Long  metre, 

1  /^F  mercy's  never-failing  fpring, 
V-7    And  ftedfaft  judgment,  I  will  fmg  : 
And  fmce  they  both  to  the^  belong. 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  addrefs  my  fong. 

2  When,  Lord,  thou  fhalt  with  me  refide, 
Wife  difcipline  my  reign  fhall  guide  ; 
With  blamelefs  life  myfelf  I'U  make 

A  pattern  for  my  court  to  take. 

3  No  ill  defign  will  I  purfue, 

Nor  thofe  my  fav'rites  make  that  do  ; 

4  Who  to  reproof  has  no  regard. 
Him  will  I  totally  difcard. 

^  The  private  flanderer  fhall  be 
In  public  juftice  doom'd  by  me  : 
From  haughty  looks  Pil  turn  afide, 
And  mortify  the  heart  of  pride, 

6  Buthonefty,  call'd  from  her  cell, 

In  fplendor  at  my  court  fliall  dwell  : 
Who  virtue's  pradice  make  their  care. 
Shall  have  the  firft  preferments  there. 

7  No  politics  fhall  recommend 

His  country's  foe  to  be  my  friend : 
None  e'er  fhall  to  my  favour  rife, 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies. 

•  All  thofe  who  wicked  courfes  take. 
An  early  facrifice  I'll  make  ; 
Cut  off,  deftroy,  till  none  remain 
God's  holy  city  to  profane. 

PSALM      CII.      Common  metre. 

1  "TXT HEN  I  pour  out  my  foul  in  pray'r, 

VV     Do  thou,  O  Lord,  attend  ; 
To  thy  eternal  throne  of  grace 
Let  my  fad  cry  afcend. 

2  O  hide  not  thou  thy  glorious  face 

In  times  of  deep  diilirefs  : 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  when  I  call, 
My  forrows  foon  redrefs. 

3  Each  cloudy  portion  of  my  life, 

Like  fciittcr'd  fmoke  expires  j 


I4S  Psalm  CII; 

My  fiirlvell'd  banes  are  like  a  hearth'' 
Parch'd  with  continual  fires. 

4  My  heart,,  like  grafs  that  feels  the  blaft 

Of  fome  infeflious  -wind, 
Does  languifh  {o  with  grief,  that  fcarce  ■ 
My  needful  food  I  mind. 

5  By  reafon  of  my  fad  eflate 

I  fpend  my  breath  in  groans  ;  . 
My  flefh  is  worn  away,  my  fkin 
Scarce  hides  my  ftarting  bones. 

6  I'm  like  a  pelican  become, 

That  does  in  deferts  mourn  ; 
Or  like  an  owl,  that  fits  all  day 
On  barren  trees  forlorn. 

7  In  watchlngs,  or  in  reftlefs  dreams,  • 

The  night  by  me  is  fpent,. 
As  by  thofe  folitary  birds, 

That  lonefome  roofs  frequent. 

8  All  day  by  railing  foes  I'm  made 

The  fubjedt  of  their  fcorn  ; 
Who  all,  poffefs'd  with  furious  rage, 
Have  my  deftrudion  fworn. 

9  When  grov'ling  on  the  ground  I  lie, 

Opprefs'd  with  grief  and  fears, 
My  bread  is  ftrew'd  with  aflies  o'er. 
My  drink  is  m.ix'd  with  tears, 

10  Becaufe  on  me  with  double  weight 

Thy  heavy  wrath  doth  lie  ; 
For  thou,  to  make  my  fall  more  great. 
Did  ft  lift  me  up  on  high. 

'1 1  My  daysj  juft  haft'ning  to  their  end. 
Are  like  an  evening  fhade  ; 
My  beauty  does,  like  Mither'd  grafs, 
With  waning  luftre  fade. 

12  But  thy  eternal  ftate,  O  Lord, 

No  length  of  time  fhall  wafte  ; 
The  mem'ry  of  thy  wond'rous  works 
From  age  to  age  fliall  laft. 

13  Thou  (halt  arife,   and  Sion  view- 

With  an  unclouded  f^ce  ;_ 


Psalm   CII.  149 

For  no"w  her  time  is  come,  thy  own 
Appointed  day  of  grace. 
14  Her  fcatter'd  ruins  by  thy  faints 
With  pity  are  furvey'd  ; 
They  grieve  to  fee  her  lofty  fpires 
In  duft  and  rubbifli  laid. 

15,16  The  Name  and  glory  of  the  Lord 
All  heathen  kings  -Oiall  fear  ; 
When  he  (hall  Sion  build  again i 
And  in  full  ftate  appear. 
17,  18  When  he  regards  the  poor's  requeft, 
Nor  flights  their  earneft  pray'r  ; 
Our  fons,  for  their_  recorded  grace, 
Shall  his  juft  praife  declare. 

19  For  God,  from  his  abode  on  high, 

His  gracious  beams  difplay'd  : 
'    The  Lord,  from  Heav'n,  his  lofty  throne, 
Hath  all  the  earth  furvey'd. 

20  He  liften'd  to  the  captives'  moans, 

He  heard  their  mournful  cry, 
And  freed,  by  his  refiftlefs  pow'r. 
The  wretches  doom'd  to  die. 

2 1  That  they  in  Sion,  where  he  dwells, 

Might  celebrate  his  fame, 
And  through  the  holy  city  fi-ng 
Loud  praifes  to  his  Name  : 

22  When  all  the  tribes  aflcmbling  there, 

Their  folemn  vows  addrefs, 
And  neighb'ring  lands,  with  glad  confent. 
The  Lord  their  God  confefs. 

23  But  e'er  my  race  is  run,  my  ftrength 

Through  his  fierce  wrath  decays  ; 
He  has,  when  all  my  wifhes  bloom'd. 
Cut  fhort  my  hopeful  days. 

24  Lord,  end  not  thou  my  life,  faid  T, 

When  half  is  fcarcely  part  ; 
Thy  years,  from  worldly  changes  free, 
To  endlefs  ages  laft. 

25  The  ftrong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  j 
N2 


150  Psalm   CIII. 

Thy  hands  the  beauteous  arch  of  Heav'ft. 
With  wond'rous  fkill  have  made. 
26,  27  Whilft  thou  for  ever  ftialt  endure, 
They  foon  fhall  pafs  away  ; 
And,  like  a  garment  often  worn. 
Shall  tarnifli  and  decay. 

Like  that,  wiien  thou  ordain'ft  their  chan^c^ 

To  thy  command  they  bend  ; 
But  thou  continu'il  ftill  the  fame, 

Nor  have  thy  years  an  end. 
28  Thou  to  the  children  of  thy  faints 

Shalt  lafting  quiet  give  ; 
Whofe  happy  rare,  fecurely  ^'d,. 

Shall  in  thy  prefence  live. 

PSALM     CIII.     Lot!g  tuetrei 

T,  2  1\ /T  Y  foul,  infpir'd  with  facred  love, 
J_Vx    God's  holy  Name  for  ever  blefs  j , 
Of  all  his  favours  mindful  prove. 

And  ftill  thy  grateful  thanks  exprefs. 
3,  4  'Tis  he  that  all  thy  fms  forgives. 

And  after  ficknefs  makes  thee  found  j 
From  danger  he  thy  life  retrieves^ 

By  him  with  grace  and  mercy  crown'd. 

5,  6  He  with  good  things  thy  mouth  fupplies. 
Thy  vigour,  eagle-like,  renews  ; 
He,  when  the  guiltlefs  fuiF'rer  cries, 
His  foe  with  juft  revenge  purfues. 

7  God  made  of  old  his  righteous  ways 

To  Mofes  and  our  fathers  known  ; 
His  works,  to  his  eternal  praife, 
Were  to  the  fons  of  Jacob  fhown. 

8  The  Lord  abounds  witli  tender  love. 

And  unexampled  a6ls  of  grace  ; 
His  waken'd  wrath  doth  flowly  move, 
His  willing  mercy  flies  apace. 
9,  lo  God  will  not  always  harftly  chide. 
But  wit3i  his  anger  quickly  part  j 
And  loves  his  pnniihments  to  guide 
More  by  his  love  than  our  defert. 


FsALM  CIV; 

rr  As  high  as  Heav'n  its-  arch  extends 
Above  this  little  fpot  of  clay, 
So  much  his  boundlefs  love  tranfcends  - 
The  fmall  refpe<fls  that  we  can  pay. 
12,  13  As  far  as  'tis  from  eaft  to  weft. 
So  far  has  he  our  fins  remov'd  ; 
Who,  with  a  father's  tender  breaft. 
Has  Xuch  as  fear  him  always  lov'd. ' 

14,  15  For  God,  who  all  our  frame  furveys,  - 
Confiders  that  we  are  but  clay  ; 
How  freih  foe'er  we  feem,  our  days 
Like  grafs  or  flow'rs  mart  fade  away. 
i6y  17  Whilft  they  are  nipt  with  fudden  blafts/ 
Nor  can  we  find  their  former  place  ; 
God's  faithful  mercy  ever  lafts, 

To  thofe  that  fear  him,  and  their  race. 

1 8  This  ftiall  attend  on  fuch  as  ftill 
Proceed  in  his  appointed  way  ; 
And  who  not  only  know  his  will, 
But  to  it  juft  obedience  pay. 
19,  2 c  The  Lord,  the  univerfal  King, 

In  Heav'n  has  fix'd  his  lofty  throne  ; 
To  him,  ye  Angels,  praifes  fmg, 

In  whofe  great  ftrength  his  pow'r  is  fhows; 

Ye  that  his  juft  commands  obey. 
And  hear  and  do  his  facred  will, 

21  Ye  hofts  of  his,  this  tribute  pay, 

Who  ftill  what  he  ordains  fulfil; 

22  Let  ev'ry  creature  jointly  blefs 

The  mighty  Lord  :  and  tliou,  my  heartj 
With  grateful  joy  thy  thanks  exprefs. 
And  in  this  concert  bear  thy  part. 

PSALM     CIV.     Long  metre. 

1  T)  LESS.  God,  my  foul  :   thou.  Lord,  al<5ne 
X3     Pofledeft  empire  without  bounds, 
With  hotiour  thou  art  crown'd,  thy  throne 

Eternal  majefty  furrcunds. 

2  With  light  tliou  doft  thyfclf  enrobe. 

And  glory  for  a  garment  take  ; 
Heav'n's  curtains  (Iretch  beyond  the  globe, 
Thy  canopy  of  Itate  to  make. 


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i^i,  Psalm   CIV. 

3  God  builds  on  liquid  air,  afid  forms 

His  palace  chambers  in  the  flcies  ; 
The  clouds  his  chariots  are,  and  ftorms 

The  fvvift-wing'd  fteeds  with  which  he  flicS. 

4  As  bright  as  flame,  as  fwift  as  wind. 

His  minifters  Heav'n's  palace  fill. 
To  have  their  fundry  taflcs  affign'd, 

All  proud  to  ferve  tlieir  Sov 'reign's  will. 

5,  6  Earth  on  her  centre  fix'd,  he  fet, 

Her  face  with  waters  cverfpread  ;'  , 

Nor  proudeft  mountains  dar'd  as  yet 
To  lift  above  the  waves  their  head. 

7  But  when  thy  awful  face  appear'd, 

Th'  infulting  waves  difpers'd ;  they  fled. 
When  once  thy  thunder's  voice  they  heard, 
And  by  their  hafte  confefs'd  their  dread; 

8  Thence  up  by  fecret  tracks  they  creep, 

And,  guftiing  from  the  mountain's  fide, 
Through  vallies  U'avel  to  the  deep, 
Appointed  to  receive  their  tide. 

9  There  haft  thou  fix'd  the  ocean's  bounds. 

The  threat'ning  furges  to  repel  ; 
That  they  no  more  o'ei-pafs  their  moundSi- 
Nor  to  a  fecoud  deluge  fwell. 

P    A    R    T      IT. 

ioYet  thence  in  fmaller  parties  drawp, 
■    The  fea  recovers  her  loft  hills  ; 
And  ftarting  fprings  from,  ev'ry  lawn 
Surprife  the  vales  with  plenteous  rills, 
1 1  The  field's  tame  beafts  are  thither  led, 

Weary  with  labour,  faint  with  drought  ; 
And  affes  on  wild  mountains  bred 
Have  fenfe  to  find  thefe  currents  out. 

52  There  fhady  trees  from  fcorching  beamjs 
Yield  fheker  to  the  feather'd  throng  ; 
They  dri^k,  and  to  the  bounteous  ftreams 
Return  the  tribute  of  their  fong. 
J  3  His  rains  from  Heav'n  parch'd  hills  recruit, 
That  foon  tranfmit  the  liquid  ftore  ; 
Till  earth  is  burden'd  with  her  fruit, 
And  nature's  lap  can  hold  no  more. 


FsALM  CIV.  r^j,; 

14  Grafs,  for  our  cattle  to  devour, 

He  makes  the  growth  of  ev'ry  field  : 
Herbs,  for  man's  ufe,  of  various  potp'r, 
That  either 'food  6r  phjfic  yield. 
jj  With  clufter'd  grapes  he  crowns  the  vine. 

To  cheer  man's  heart,  opprefs'd  with  cares  j  ; 
Gives  oil,  that  makes  his  face  to  fhine, 
And  corn,  that  wafted  ftrength  repairs.  - 

PAR    T      IIL 

iCThe  trees  of  God,  without  the  care 
Or  art  of  man,  with  fap  are  fed  ; 
The  mountain  cedar  looks  as  fair 
As  thc£&  in  royat  gardens  bred. 
37  Safe  in  the  lofty  cedar's  arms 

The  wand'rers  of  the  air  may  reft  5  ; 
The  hofpitable  pine  from  harms 
Protefts  thi^  ftork,-hen  pious  gueft. 

18  Wild  goats  the  craj^gy  rock  afcend. 

Its  tow'ring  heights  their  fortrefs  make,  : 
Whofe  cells  in  labyrinths  extend. 
Where  feebler  creatures  refuge  take. 

19  The  moon's  inconftant  afpeA  inows 

Th'  appointed  feafons  of  the  year  ; 
Th'  inftruiled  fun  his  duty  knows, 
His  hours  to  rife  and  difappear. 

20,  21  Darknefs  he  makes  the  earth  to  fhroud^  - 
When  fore  ft  beafts  fecurely  ftray  ; 
Young  lioas  roar  their  wants  aloud 
To  Providence,  that  fends  them  prey> 
2  2  They  range  all  night,  on  flaughter  bent,  . 
Till  fummon'd  by  the  rifing  morn, 
To  fkulk  in  dens,  with  one  confent, 
The  confcious  ravagers  return. 

33  Forth  to  the  tillage  of  his  foil 
The  hiiftjandman  fecurely  goes. 
Commencing  with  the  fun  his  toil. 
With  him  returns  to  his  repofe. 
24  How  various.  Lord,  thy  works  are  found  5  : 
For  which  thy  wifdom  we  adore  ! 
The  earth  is  with  thy  treafure  crown'd, 
Till  nature's  hand  can  grafp  no  more. 


r54  Psalm  CiV^J 

PA   R   T     IV^. 

2 J  But  flin  the  vaft  unfathom'J  main^ 
Of  wonders  a  new  fcene  fupplies,- 
Whofe  depths  inhabitants  contain 
Of  ev'ry  form,  and  ev'ry  fize. 
26  Full-freighted  fhips  from  ev'ry  port 
There  cut  their  unmolefted  way  ; 
Leviathan,  whom  there  to  fport 

Thou  mad'ft,  has  compafs  there  to  pla^i 

37  Thefe  various  troops  of  fea  and  land 

In  fenfe  of  common  want  agree  j 
All  wait  on'  thy  difpenfing  hand, 

And  have  their  daily  alms  from  thee.- 

38  They  gather  what  thy  ftores  diiperfe,  - 

Without  their  trouble  to  provide  ; 
Thou  op'ft  thy  hand,  the  univerfe. 
The  craving  world,  is  all  fupply'd. 

29  Thou  for  a  moment  hid'ft  tliy  face, 

The  num'rous  ranks  of  creatures  mourn  j> 
Thou  tak'ft  their  breath,  all  nature's  race- 
Forthwith  to  mother  earth  return. 

30  Again  thou  fend'ft  thyfpirit  forth 

T'  infpire  the  mafs  with-  vital  feed. ; 
Nature's  reftor'd,  and  parent  earth 
Smiles  on  her  neAv-created  breed. 

31  Thus  through  fucceffive  ages  ftands 

Firm  fix'd  thy  providential  care  ; 
Pleas'd  with  the  work  of  thy  own  hands, 
Thou  doft  the  wafte  of  time  repair. 

32  One  look- of  thine,  one  wrathful  look, 

Earth's  panting  breaft  with  terror  fills  ; 
One  touch  from  thee,  with  clouds  of  fmokc; 
In  darknefs  fhrouds  the  proudeft  hills. 

33  In  praifing  God,  while  he  prolongs 

My  breath,  I  will  that  breatli  employ  ; 

34  And -join  devotion  to  my  fongs, 

Sincere,  as  In  him  is  my  joy. 
35;  ^^ile  ftnners  from"  earth's  face  are  hurl'dy 
My  foul,  praife  thou  his  holy  Name, 
Till  with  my  fong  the  lift'ning  world 
Xoin -concert,  and  his  praife  proclaina.  - 


Psalm  CV.  i^g 

'PSALM     CV.     Coimnon  metre. 

a  f^  RENDER  thanks,  and  blefs  the  Lord  ; 
-V_x       Invoke  his  facred  Name  ; 
Acquaint  the  nations  with  his  deeds, 
His  matchlefs  deeds  proclaim. 
2  Sing  to  his  praife  in  lofty  hymns  ; 
His  wondrous  works  rehearie-; 
Make  them  the  theme  of  jjour  difcourfej 
And  fubjeft  of  your  verfe. 

-3  Rejoice  in  his  Almighty  Name, 
Alone  to  be  ador'd  ; 
And  let  their  hearts  o'erflow  with  joy- 
That  humbly  fe^k  the  Lord. 

4  Seek  ye  the  Lord,  his  faving  flrengA 

Devoutly  ftill  implore  ; 
And,  where  he's  ever  prefent,  feek 
His  face  for  evermore. 

5  The  wonders  that  his  hands  have  wrought 

Keep  thankfully  in  mind  ; 
The  righteous  ftatutes  of  his  tnouth. 
And  laws  to  us  affign'd. 

6  Know  ye  his  fervant  Abra'm's  Cscd, 

And  Jacob's  chofen  race  ; 

7  He's  rtill  our  God,  his  judgments  flill 

Throughout  the  earth  take  place.  # 

8  His  cov'nant  he  hath  kept  in  mind 

For  nnm'rous  ages  paft, 
Which  yet  for  thoufand  ages  more 
In  equal  force  fhall  lafl. 

9  Fir  ft  fign'd  to  Abr'am,  next,  by  oatk 

To  Ifaac  made  fecure  ; 

10  To  Jacob  and  his  heirs  a  law. 

For  ever  to  endure : 

1 1  That  Canaan's  land  fhc«nld  be  their  lot;. 

When  yet  but  few  they  were  ; 

12  But  few  in  number,  and  thofe  fetr 

All  friendlefs  ftrangers  there. 

13  In  pilgrimage,  from  realm  to  realm. 

Securely  they  remov'd, 

14  Whilft  proudeft  monarchs,  for  their  fakes. 

Severely  he  rcprov'd. 


:XS^  Psalm  CV. 

:  IS"  Thefe  nime  anointed  are,"  fald  he  j 
<♦  Let  none  my  fei  vants.  wrong  ; 
«*  Nor  treat  the  pnore/l:  prophet  ill, 
"  That  does  to  me  belong." 
:  l6  A  dearth  at  laft,  by  his  command. 
Did  through  the  land  prevail ; 
Till  corn,  the  chief  fupport  of  life, 
Suftaining  corn,  did  fail. 

■  17  But  his  Indulgent  providence 
Had  pious  Jofeph  fent. 
Sold  into  Egypt,  but  their  death 
Who  fold  him. to  prevent. 
2  8  His  feet  wkh  heavy  chains  were  crufh'd, 
With  calumny  his'  fame  ; 

19  Till  God's  appointed  time  and  word    ' 

To  his  deliv 'ranee  came. 

20  The  king  his  fov'reign  order  fent. 

And  refcu'd  him  with  fpeed  ; 
Whom  private  malice  had  confin'd, 
The  people's  ruler  freed. 
3 1  His  court,  revenues,  realms,  were  all 
Subjeded  to  his  will ; 
;:22  His  greateft'prmces  to  controul. 
And  teafh  his  ftatefmen  flcill. 

PART      II. 

;  23  To  Egypt  then,  invited  guefts, 
Half-famifh'd  Ifrael  came  ; 
And  Jacob  held,,  by -royal  grant. 
The  fertile  foil  of  Ham. 

24  Th'  Almighty  there  with  fuch  increafe 

His  people  multiply'd. 
Till  with  their  proud  oppreflbrs  they 
In  ftrength  and  number  vy'd. 

25  Their  vaft  increafe  th'  Egyptians'  hearts 

With  jearous  anger  fir'd. 
Till  they  his  fervants  to  defti-07 
By  treach'rous,  arts  confpir'd. 

26  His  fervant  Mofes  then  he  fent, 

His  chofen  Aaron  too, 
§7  Empower 'd  with  figns  and  miracles, 
To  prove  thtir  mifliott  true. 


Psalm  CV.  157 

28  He  call'd  for  darknefs,  darknefs  came, 

Nature  his  fummons  knew  ; 
t()  Each  flream  and  lake,  transform 'd  to  blood. 

The  wand'ring  fifhes  flew. 
30  In  putrid  floods,  throughout  the  land, 

The  peft  of  frogs  was  bred  ; 
From  noifome  fens  fent  up  to  croak 

At  Pharaoh's  board  and  bed. 

3 !  He  gave  the  fign,  and  fwarms  of  flies 
Came  down  in  cloudy  hods  ; 
Whilft  earth's  enliven'd  duft  below. 
Bred  lice  through  all  their  coafts. 

32  He  fent  them  bati'ring  hail  for  rain, 

And  fire  for  cooling  dew  ; 

33  He  fmote  their  ^vines,  and  foreft  plants, 

And  gardens  pride  o'er  threw. 

34  He  fpake  the  word,  and  locufts  came, 

And  caterpillars  join'd  ; 
They  prey'd  upon  tJae  poor  remains 

The  ftorm  had  left  behind. 
^^  From  trees  to  herbage  they  defcend. 

No  verdant  thing  they  fpare  ; 
But,  like  the  naked  fallow  field, 

Leave  all  the  paftures  bare. 

36  From  fields  to  villages  and  towns, 

Commiffion'd  vengeance  flew  t 
One  fatal  ftroke  their  eldeft  hopes 
And  ftrength  jof  Egypt  flew. 

37  He  brought  his  fcrvants  forth,  enrich'tl 

With  Egypt's  borrow'd  wealth  ; 
And,  what  tranfcends  all  treafure  elfe, 
Enrich'd  with  vig'rous  health. 

38  Egypt  rejolc'd  in  hopes  to  find 

Her  plagues  with  them  remov'd  ! 
Taught  dearly  now  to  fear  worfe  ills 
By  thofe  already  prov'd. 

39  Their  fhrouding  canopy  by  day 

A  journeying  cloud  was  fpread  | 
A  fiery  pillar  all  the  night 
Thqir  defert  marches  led. 

O 


^S^  Psalm   CVI. 

40  They  long'd  for  flefh  ;  wkh  ev'nin^  quails 

He  furnifli'd  ev'ry  tent  • 
From  Heav'n's  liigh  granary,  each  morn, 
i  he  bread  of  Angels  fent 

41  He  fmote  the  rock,  whofe  flinty  breaft 

±"our  d  forth  a  guihing  tide  • 
Whofe  flowing  ftream   where'er  they  march'd, 
;I  he  defert's  drought  fupply'd. 

42  For  ftill  he  did  on  Abr'am's  faith 

And  ancient  league  refleft  ; 

43  He  brought  his  people  forth  With  iov, 

VViLh  triumph  his  eleft. 

44  Quite  rooting  out  their  heathen  foes 

From  Canaan's  fertile  foil, 
To  them  in  cheap  pofTefllon  gave 
The  fruit  of  others'  toil  :      ' 

45  That  they  his  ftatutes  might  obferv^, 
His  facred  laws  obey  : 
For  benefits  fo  vail,  let  us 
Our  fongs  of  praife  repay. 

PSALM    .  CVI.      Lo^^  ..etre. 
'   C\  ^^^^'^ER  thanks  to  God  above, 
V^    The  fountaui  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whofe  mercy  firm  through  ages  paft 
Has  flood,  and  fhall  for  ever  lafl. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  exprefs, 
Aot  only  vafl:,  but  numberlefs  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raiie 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praife  ? 

3  Happy  are,  they,,  and  only  they, 
V/ho  from  thy  judgments  never  Rray  - 
Who  know  what's  right ;  nor  only  fo," " 
But  always  pradife  what  they  know. 

4  Extend  to  me  that  favour.  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chofen  doft  afford  : 
When  thou  rerurn'fl  to  fet  them  free, 
Let  tliy  falvation  vifit  me. 

5  O  may  I  wortliy  prove  to  fee 
Thy  f^iints  in,  full  profperity  ; 
That  I  the  joyful  choir  may  join, 
And  coimt  thy  people's  triumph  mine. 


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5. 
To  all  my  parts   their  place  and  use 

Thy  wisdom  had  assigii'd, 
E'er  yet  these  parts  a  beint^  had, 

But  in  thy  forming  mind. 

G. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  times  my  life 

I've  to  thy  goodness  ow'd ; 
Thy  dail}'  care  preserves  the  gift, 

Thy  bounty  first  bestow 'd. 

7. 
Lord,  if  within  my  thoughtless  heart 

Thou  aught  shouldst  disapprove ; 
The  secret  evil  bring  to  light. 

And  by  thy  grace  remove. 

8. 
If  e'er  my  Tvays  have  been  perverse. 

Or  foolish  in  thy  view, 
Recal  my  steps  to  thy  commands, 

And  form  my  life  anew. 


HYxMN  CXLIX.  ^ 

The  Lesson  of  human  Frailty. 

I. 

SWIFT  as  the  fcather'd  arrovv^  flies, 
And  cuts  the  yielding  air;  I 

Or  as  a  kindling  meteor  dies. 
Ere  it   can  well  appear  : 

2. 

So  pass  our  fleeting  years  away,  -( 

And  time  runs  on  its  race :  h*j 

In  vain  we  ask  a  moment's  stay,  i  ; 

Time  lessens  not  its  pace.  ^\»i!| 


K 


160  W^^- 

3. 
But,  Lord,  what  mighty  things  depend 

On  our  precarious  breath  ! 
And  soon  this  fleeting'  life  will  end 

In  future  life  or  death. 

4. 
O  make  us  truly  M'ise  to  learn 

How  very  frail  we  are; 
That  we  may  mind  our  grand  concern  y. 

And  for  our  clxange  prepare. 

May  think  of  death,  and  learn  to  die 

To  all  inferior  things ; 
Whilst  our  glad  souls  aspiring  fly 

To  lifers   eternal  springs. 

HYMN    CL. 

God  justified  in  the  Appointments  of  this  JJfUy 
and  of  anothe?'. 
1. 
TROUGH  peevish  virtue  may  complain, 
And  almost  dare  its  God  arraign. 
Who  has  not  fitted  nature's  plan 
To  bless  through  life  the  \irtuous  man. 

2. 
Better  instructed,  we  shall  find 
That  God  in  all  is  wise  and  kind  : 
Suftering  refines,  exalts  the  soul  ; 
Suffering  is  virtue's  richest  school. 

3. 
Z/c/T,  all  without  distinction  prove 
^ome  common  blessing  of  his  love  ; 
The  world  hereafter,  God  reserves 
.''or  treating  each,  as  each  deserves » 


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161 


■      4. 
Tlieii  life's  vast  issues  shall  be  known, 
And  man  shall  reap  as  man  has  soAvn. 
This  hope,  the  virtuous  mmd  enjoys, 
This  fear,  the  sinner's  j^eace  destroys. 


HYMN    CLI. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1.  ^  ■       I 

NIGHT'S  dismal  gloom  once  more  is  fled, 
And  day  returns  to  me  ;  *  i 

Once  more  I  quit  my  peaceful  bed, 

And  rising  beauties  see.  i 

2.  I 

My  bed — it  might  have  been  my  grave,  Y 

My  bed  of  sickness,  pain  ;  i  \ 

But  God,  whose  pleasure  is  to  save,  i 

Renews  my  health  again. 

3. 
As  night's  dark  shades,  and  brooding  forms, 

And  prowling  beasts  of  prey, 
Forbear  to  spread  their  rude  alarms, 
Aw'd  at  th'  approach  of  day, 

"4. 
So  be  dispers'd  each  brooding  care. 
That  springs  from  passions  foul. 
From  envy,  avarice,  dark  despair,  '. 

Nor  vex  my  wak'ned  soul.  i 

5,  /  ( 

And  may  I  ever  know  the  joy  |  I 

Which  peace  with  thee  inspires  :  ,  ' . 

That  peace  which  earth  cannot  destroy,  -) 


Which  not  in  death  expires. 

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A. 


162 

HYMN   CLII. 

Fake  Repentance. 

1. 

WRETCHED  deceit,  to  think  of  heaveiv 
Or  in  a  Saviour  trust  , 
Wretched  the  hope  to  be  forgiven, 
While  we  ajre  slaves  to  lust. 

2. 
Still  to  go  on,  and  swell  the  debt,. 

Can  ne'er  for  debt  atone  ; 
And  God  is  mock'd  with  weak  regret,, 
i        While  sin  still  keeps  lier  throne. 

3. 
With  many  a  cry,  and  many  a  tear^ 

We  may  our  sin  lament, 
But  if  no  bettcr'd  hfe  appear, 
This  is  not  to  repent. 

4. 
Still  to  confess,    and  still  retain 

Affection  for  our  sin  ; 
Still  to  resolve  to  break  our  chain, 
And  still  be  held  therein  ; 

5. 
Where  no  temptation  moves,  to  quit 

The  beaten  vulgar  road  ; 
But  still  some  dearer  crimes  commit, 
And  still  be  led  from  God  ; 

6. 

.f\rgues  the  worst  ill  state  of  mind  ; 

It  bids  to  hope  adieu. 
To  every  means  which  God  design'd 

Lost  goodness  to  renew. 


163 
HYMN    CLIII. 

•  For  Sabbath  Day. 

1. 

THE  gracious  Saviour  bow'd  his  head. 
And  drew  his  parting  l^-eath  ; 
And  as  he  Uv'd  to  vanquish  sin, 
He  dy'd  to  conquer  death. 

2. 
Three  days — so  high  behests  ordain 'd. 

Death  triumph'd  o'er  his  prize  ; 
The  hour  of  grace  at  length  arriv'd, 
Behold  the  Conqueror  rise  ! 

3. 
He  rose  triumphant  to  his  God  ; 
He  wing'd  to  heaven  his  flight, 
Where  endless  ages  he  shall  reign, 
Enthroned  in  realms  of  Ught. 

4. 
Wond'rous  tlie  grace,  xhsit  gave  to  deatli 

The  best  belov'd  of  God  ; 
That  bade  the  Saviour  feel  for  us 
Afiiiction's  keenest  rod. 

5. 
With  every  grateful  thought  inspir'd, 

Devoutly  let  us  raise 
Our  humble  voice  to  mercy's  throne 
In  never  ceasiag  praise. — 

6. 
Nor  this  be  all — ^the  grateful  life 
Should  speak  the  thankful  mind 


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The  heart  tliat  feels  redemption's  good,  j( 


Should  be  to  good  inclin'd. 


I 

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166-  • 

2. 
Whate'er  he  orders  must,  be  just ; 

Then  let  me  kiss  the  rod, 
Nor,  poorly  sunk;,  at  all  distrust, 

The  goodness  of  my  God. 

3. 
The  mind  to  which  I  owe  my  own, 

To  guide  this  mind  is  wise ; 
And  he,  to  whom  my  faults  are  known, 

The  fittest  to  chastise. 

4. 
Then,  till  life's  latest  sands  are  run, 

O  teach  me  Power  Divine ! 
Still  to  reply,  thy  will  be  done, 

Whate'er  becomes  of  mine. 


HYMN   jCLVII. 

The  heavenly  Visitant, 

1. 

BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  thy  door ! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before, 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  use  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2. 
But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed? 
He  will ;    the  very  friend  you  need ; 
The  Man  of  Nazareth,   'tis  he 
With  garments  dy'd  from  Calvary. 

3, 
O  lovely  attitude  !    he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  open  hands ! 
O  matchless  kindness  !    and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 


P5ALM    CVL  159 

6  But  ah  :  can  we  espevftfuch  grace, 
Of  parents  vile  the  viler  race  ; 
Who  their  mifJeeds  have  acted  o'er, 
And  with  new  crimes  increas'd  the  fcore  ? 

7  Ingrateful,  they  no  longer  thought 
On  all  his  works  vn  Egypt  wrought  ; 
The  Red  Sea  they  no  Iboner  view'd. 
Than  they  their  bafe  diftruft  renew'd. 

8  Yet  he,  to  vindicate  his  Name, 
Once  more  to  their  deliv 'ranee  came  ; 
To  make  his  fov 'reign  pow'r  be  knowu, 
That  he  is  God,  and  he  alone. 

9  To  right  and  left,  -at  his  command, 
The  parting  deep  difclos'd  her  fand  ; 
Where  firm  and  dry  the  pafTage  lay. 

As  through  fome  parch'd  and  defert  way. 

10  Thus  refcu'd  from  their  foes  they  were. 
Who  clofel;*  prefs'd  upon  their  rear  ; 

1 1  Whofe  rage  purfu'd  them  to  thofe  waves,  • 
That  prov'd  the  rafh  purfuers'  graves. 

1 2  The  wat'ry  mountain's  fudden  fall 
O'erwhelm'd  proud  Pharaoh,  hofl  and  all  '. 
This  proof  did  ftupid  Ifrael  move 

To  own  God's  truth,  and  praife  his  love. 

PART       II. 

13  But  {bon  thefe  wonders  they  forgot, 
And  for  his  counfel  wa:ited  not ; 

14.  But  lulling  in  the  wildernefs, 

Did  him  with  freih  temptations  prefs. 
15  Strong  food  at  their  requeft  he  fent. 

But  made  their  fm  their  punifhm.ent  ; 
J  6  Yet  ftill  his  faints  they  did  oppofe, 

The  prieft  and  prophet  whom  he  chofe. 

17  But  earth,  the  quarrel  to  decide. 
Her  vengeful  jaws  extended  wide, 
Ra(li  Dathan  to  her  centre  drew, 
With  proud  Abiram's  fa<flious  crew. 

18  The  reft  of  thofe  who  did  confplre 
To  kindle  wild  fedition's  fire. 
With  all  their  impious  train,  became 
A  prey  to  Hcav'n's  devouring  flame. 


i6o  PsaIm  CVI. 

19  Near  Horeb's  mount  a  calf  th^y  nTade> 
And  to  the  molten  image  pray'd  ; 

20  Adoring  what  their  hands  did  frame, 
They  chang'd  their  glory  to  tlieir  fhame. 

21  Their  God  and  Saviour  they  forgot, 
And  all  his  works  in  Egypt  wrought  ; 

2  2  His  figris  in  Ham's  aftonifli'd  coaft, 

And  where  proud  Pharaoh's  troops  were  loft. 

23  Thus  urg'd,  his  vengeful  hand  he  rear'd, 
But  Mofes  \h  th'e  breach  appear 'd  j 

The  faint  did  for  the  rebels  pray, 

And  turn'd  Heav'n's  kindled  wrath  away» 

24  Yet  they  his  pieafant  land  defpis^d, 
Nor  his  repeated  promife  priz'd, 

25  Nor  did  th'  Almighty's  voice  obey  ; 
But  when  God  faid,  Go  up,  would  ftay, 

26  This  feal'd  their  doom,  without  redrefs 
To  perifh  in  the  wildemefs  ; 

27  Or  elfe  io  be  by  heathen's  hands 
O'erthrowny  and  fcattei'd  through  the  lands. 

P    A    ;El    T      III/ 

28  Yet,  Unreclaim'd,  this  ftubborn  race 
Baal-Peor's  worfhip  did  embrace  ; 
Became  his  impious  guefts,  and  fed 
On  facrifices  to  the  dead. 

ip  Thus  they  perfifted  to  provoke 
God's  vengeance  to  the  final  ftroke  t 
'Tis  come — the  deadly  pert  is  come, 
To  execute  their  gen'ral  doom. 

30  But  Phineas,  fir'd  with  holy  rage, 
Th'  Almighty  vengeance  to  affuage, 

'-  Did,  by  two  bold  offenders'  fall, 
Th'  atonement  make  that  ranfom'd  all. 

31  As  him  a  heav'nly  zeal  had  mov'd. 
So  Heav'n  the  zealous  aft  approv'd  ; 
To  him  confirming,  and  his  race, 
The  priefthood  he  fo  well  did  grace. 

3  2  At  Merlbah  God's  wrath  they  mov'd  j 
Who  Mofes,  for  their  fakes,  reprov'd  ; 

33  Whofe  patient  foul  they  did  provoke. 
Till  ralhly  tlae  meek  prophet  fpokc. 


Psalm  CVI.  i6i 

34  Nor,  when  poflTefs'd  of  Canaan's  land, 
Did  they  perform  their  Lord's  command, 
Nor  his  commilFion'd  fword  employ 

The  guilty  nations  c\j  deftroy. 

35  Not  only  fpar'd  the  pagan  crew. 
But,  mingling,  learnt  their  vices  too  ; 

36  And  worfhip  to  thofe  idols  paid, 
Which  them  to  fatal  fnares  betray'd. 

37,  38  To  devils  they  did  facrihce 
Their  children,  with  relentlefs  eyes  ; 
Approach'd  their  altars  through  a  flood 
Of  their  ovi^n  fons  and  daughters'  blood.  , 

No  cheaper  viilim^'  would  appeafe 
Canaan's  remorfelefs  deities  ; 
No  blood  her  idols  reconcile, 
But  that  which  did  the  land  defile. 

P    A    R    T      IV. 

39  Nor  did  thefe  favage  cruelties 
The  harden'd  reprobates  fuffice  ; 
For  after  their  heart's  luft  they  went, 
And  daily  did  new  crimes  invent. 

40  But  fins  of  fuch  infernal  hue 
God's  wrath  againil  his  people  drew, 
Till  he,  their  once  indulgent  Lord, 
His  own  inheritance  abhorr'd. 

41  He  them  defencelefs  did  expofs 
To  their  infulting  heathen  foes  ; 
And  made  them  on  the  triumph  wait 
Of  thofe  who  bore  them  greateft  hate. 

42  Nor  thus  his  indignation  ceas'd  ; 
Their  lift  of  tyrants  ftill  increas'd  ; 

Till  they,  who  God':  mild  fway  declin'd, 
Were  made  the  vaffals  of  mankind. 

43  Yet  when,  diftrefs'd,  they  did  repent, 
His  anger  did  as  oft  relent  ; 

But  freed,  they  did  his  wrath  provoke, 
Renew'd  their  fins,  and  he  their  yoke. 
44 Nor  yet  implacable  he  prov'd, 

Nor  heard  their  wretched  cries  unmov'J  ; 

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'62  Psalm  CVII. 

45  But  did  to  mind  his  promife  brings 
And  mercy's  inexhaufted  fpring. 

46  Compaffion  too  he  did  iYnpart 
E'en  to  their  foes'  obdurate  aeart ; 
And  pity  for  their  fufF'rings  bred 

In  thofe  who  them  to  bondage  led.  • 

47  Still  fave  us.  Lord,  and  Ifrael's  bands 
Toget^  "^  bring  from  heathen  lands  ; 
So  to  Liiy  name  our  thanks  we'll  raife, 
And  ever  triumph  in  thy  praife. 

48  Let  Ifrael's  God  be  ever  blefs'd, 
His  Name  eternally  confefs'd  : 
Let  all  his  fiints,  with  full  accord, 
Sing  loud  Amens— Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

J»  S  A  L  M     CVII.      Long  fnetre, 
I    'Tn  O  God  your  grateful  voices  raife, 

t        Who  does  your  daily  Patron  prove  ; 
And  let  your  never-ceafmg  praife 
Attend  on  his  eternal  love. 
2,  3  Let  thofe  give  thanks,  whom  he  from  bands 
Of  proud  opprelliog  foes  released  ; 
And  brought  them  back  from  diftant  lands, 
From  north  and  fouth,  and  weft  and  eaft. 

4',  5  Through  lonely  defert  ways  they  went. 
Nor  could  a  peopled  city  find  ; 
Till  quite  with  thirft  and  hunger  fpent. 
Their  fainting  fouls  within  them  pin'd. 

6  Then  foon  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

Did  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  graciously  vouchfaf'd  to  hear, 

And  freed  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs. 

7  From  cr<5oked  paths  he  led  them  forth, 

And  in  the  certain  way  did  guide 
To  wealthy  towns  of  great  refort, 

Where  all  their  wants  were  well  fupply'd. 

8  O  then  that  all  the  earth  with  me 

Would  God,  for  this  his  goodnefs,  praife  ; 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplaysl 


Psalm  CVIL  163 

9  For  he  from  Heav'n  the  fad  eftate 
Of  longing  fouls  with  pity  views  ; 
To  hungry  fouls,  that  pant  for  meat,  . 

His  goodnefs  daily  food  renews. 

P    A    Px.    T      II. 

to  Some  lie,  with  darknefs  compafs'd  round, 
In  death's  uncomfortable  fhade, 
And  with  unwieldy  fetters  bound, 
By  preffing  cares  more  heavy  made. 
II,  12  Becaufe  God'^s  counfels  they  defy'd, 
And  lightly  priz'd  his  holy  word, 
With  thcfe  afflivflions  they  were  try'd  ; 
They  fell,  and.  none  could  help  atFordi,' 

13  Then  foon  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

Did  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfaf 'd  to  hear, 

And  freed  them  frcm  their  deep  diflrefe. 

14  From  difmal  dungeons,  dark  as  night. 

And  fliades,  as  black  as  death's  abode, 
He  brought  them  forth  to  cheerful  light. 
And  welcome  liberty  beflow'd. 

15  O  then  that  all  the  earth  with  me 

Would  God,  for  this  his  goodnefs,  praife  ; 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays  i 

16  For  he,  with  his  Almighty  hand, 

The  gates  of  brafs  in  pieces  broke  ; 
Nor  could  the  mafly  bars  withftand. 
Or  temperM  fteel  refift  his  ftroke. 

PART     in. 

17  Rcmorfelefs  wretches,  void  of  fenfe, 

With  bold  tranfgreffions  God  defy  ; 
And,  for  their  multiply'd  offence, 
Opprefs'd  with  fore  difcafes  lie. 

18  Their  foul,  a  prey  to  pain  and  fear, 

Abhors  to  tafte  the  choiceft  meats  ; 
And  they  by  faint  degrees  draw  near 
To  death's  inhofpitable  gates. 

19  Then  ftraight  to  G'^'s  indulgent  ear 

Do  they  their  mournful  cry  adUrcfs  ; 


164  Psalm  evil. 

Who  gracioufly  vouchfafes  to  hear. 

And  frees  them  from  their  deep  diflrefs. 

20  He  all  their  fad  diftempers  heals, 

His  word  both  health  and  fafety  gives  ; 
And,  when  all  human  fuccour  fails, 
From  near  deftrudion  them  retrieves. 

21  O  then  that  all  the  earth  with  me 

Would  God,  for  this  his  goodnefs,  praife  ; 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays  ! 

22  With  oif 'rings  let  his  altar  flame^ 

Whilft  they  tlieir  grateful  thanks  exprefs, 
And  wiih  loud  joy  his  holy  Name, 
For  all  his  ads  of  wonder,  blefs. 

PART      IV'. 

23,  24  They  that  in  flilps,  with  courage  bold. 
O'er  fwelling  waves  their  trade  purfue. 
Do  God's  amazing  works  behold. 
And  in  the  deep  his  wonders  view. 

25  No  fooner  his  command  is  paft. 

Than  forth  the  dreadful  tempefl  flies, 
Which  fweeps  the  fea  with  rapid  hafte, 
And  makes  the  ftormy  billows  rife. 

26  Sometimes  the  (hips,  tofs'd  up  to  Heav'n, 

On  tops  of  mountain  waves  appear  ; 
Then  down  the  fteep  abyfs  are  driv'n, 
Whilft  ev'ry  foul  difTolves  with  fear. 

27  They  reel  and  ftagger  to  and  fro, 

L'ke  men  with  fumes  of  wine  opprefs'd  j 
Nor  do  the  fkilful  feamen  know 

Which  way  to  fleer,  what  courfe  is  bed. 

28  Then  ftraight  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

They  do  their  hiournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfafes  to  hear, 

And  frees  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs. 
29,  30  He  does  the  raging  ftorm  appeafe, 

And  makes  the  billows  calm  and  ftill ; 
With  joy  they  fee  their  fury  ceafe, 

And  their  intended  courfe  fulfil. 

2  I  0  then  that  all  the  earth   with  me 

Would  God,  for  tliis  his  goodnefs,  praife  i 


PsAXM  cvm.  i&^ 

And  For  the -mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays  ! 
32  Let  them,  where  all  the  tribes  refort, 

Advance  to  Heav'n  his  glorious  NaiWe,  ■ 
And  in  the  elders'  ibv'reign  court, 
With  one  coiifent'his  praife  proclaim/* 

PART-    V. 

33,  34  A  fruitful  land,  where  dreams  aboun«[,  • 
God's  juft  revetige,  if  people  fm, 
Will  turn  to  dry  and  barren  ground, 
To  punifh  thofe  that  dwell  therein.  ' 
35,  36  The  parch'd  and  defert  heath  he  makes 
To  flow  with  ftr^ams  and  fpringing  wells, 
Which  for  his  lot  the  hungry  takes, 
And  iti  ftrong  cities  fafely  dwelis* 

37,  38  He  fows  the  field,  the  vineyard  plants, 
Which  gratefully  his  toil  repay  ; 
Nor  can,  whilft  God  his  blefling  grants. 
His  fruitful  feed  or  ftock  decay. 
39  But  when  his  fms  Keav'n's  wrath  provoke,   - 
His  health  and  fubftance  fade  away  ; 
He  feels  th'  oppreHbrs  galling  yoke, 
And  is  of  grief  the  wretched  prey. 

4©  The  prince  that  flights  what  G6d  ccmmanids', 
Expoc'd  to  fcorn,  maft  quit  his  throne  I 
And  over  wild  and  defett  lands, 
Where-no  path  offers,  ftray  alone  : 
41  Whilfl  God,  from  all  afflicting  cares, 
Sets  up  the  humble  man  on  high. 
And  makes  in  time  his  numVous  heirs  ' 
With  his-  increafing  flocks  to  vie.' 

42,  43  Then  finners  fhall  have  nought  to  fay^ 
The  juft  a  decent  joy  (hall  <how  ; 
The  wife  thefe  ftrange  events  fliall  weigh. 
And  thence  God's  goodneft  fully  know. 

PSALM      CVin.      Ccnmon  metre, 

i    /^  GOD,  my  heart  is  fully  bent 
V^      To  magnify  thy  Name  ; 
My  tongue  with  cheerful  fongs  of  praife 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 


i'66  Psalm  CVliL 

2  Awake,  my  lute  ;  nor  thou,  my  harp^ 

Thy  warbling  notes  delay  ; 
Whilft  I  with  early  hymns  of  joy 
Prevent  the  dawning- day. 

3  To  all  the  lift'ning  tribes,  O  Lord, 

Thy  wonders  I  will  tell. 
And  to  thoTe  nations  fmg  thy  praife. 
That  round  about  us  dwell  ; 

4  Becaufe  thy  mercy's  boundlefs  height 

The  higheft  Heav'n  tranfcends, 
And  far  beyond  th'  afpiring  clouds 
Thy  faithful  truth  extends. 

5  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 

Above  the'^  ftarry  frame  ;  • 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  confent,  ' 
Confefs  thy  glorious  Name. 

6  That  all  thy  chofen  people  thee 

Their  Saviour  may  declare  ; 
Let  thy  right-hand  protect  me  ftill, 
And  anfwer  thou  my  pray'r. 

^  Since  God  himfelf  hath  faid  the  word, 
Whofe  promife  cannot  Fail, 
With  joy  I  Sechem  will  divide, 
And  meafure  Succoth's  val?. 

8  Gilead  is  mine,  Manaffeh  too. 

And  Ephraim  owns  my  caufe  ; 
Their  ftrengtli  my  reg'al  pow'r  fupports, 
And  Judah  gives  my  laws. 

9  Moab  I'll  make  my  fervile  drudge, 

On  vanquifh'd  Edom  tread  ; 
And  through  the  proud  Philiftine  lands 
My  conqu'ring  banners  fpread. 

10  By  whofe  iupport  and  aid  fhall  I 

Their  well-fenc'd  city  gain  ? 
Who  will  my  troops  fecurely  lead 
Through  Edom's  guarded  plain  ? 

ri  Lord,  wilt  not  thou  affift  our  arms, 
Which  late  thou  didft  forfake  ? 
And  wilt  not  thou  of  thefe  our  hoPts 
Once  more  the  guidance  take  ? 


PSA-LM    CIX.  167 

»2  0  to  thy  Servant  in  dillrefs 
Thy  fpeedy  fuccour  fend  ; 
For  vain  it  is  on  human  aid 
For  fafety  to  depend. 

.  13  Then  valiant  aCis  Oiall  we  perform, 
If  thou  thy  pow'r  difclofe  ; 
For  God  it  is,  and  God  alone, 
That  treads  down  all  our  foes. 

PSALM      CIX.     Coj/mion  metfe. 

OGOD,  whofe  former  mercies  make 
My  conftant  praife  thy.due, 
Hold  not  thy  peace,  but  my  fad  ftate 
With  wonted  favour  view  : 

2  For  fmful  men,  with  lying  lips. 

Deceitful  fpeeches  frame, 
And  with  their  ftudy'd  {landers  feek      ^» 
-To  wound  my  fpotlefs  fame. 

3  Their  reftlefs  hatred  prompts  them  ft^ 

Malicious  lies  to  fpread  ; 
And  all  againft  my  life  combine. 
By  caufelefs  fury  led. 

4  Thofe  whom  with  tend'reft  love  I  us'd. 

My  chief  oppofers  are  ; 
Whilft  I,  of  other  friends  bereft, 
Refort  to  thee  by  pray'r. 

5  Since  .mifchief,  for  the  good  I  did, 

Their  ftrang^  reward  does  prove. 
And  hatred's  the  return  they  make 
For  undiffembled    love, 

6  Their  guilty  leaders  fhall  be  made 

To  lome  ill  m;in  a  Have  ; 
And,  when  he's  try'd,  his  mortal  foe 
For  his  accufer  have. 

7  His  guilt,  when  fentcnce  is  pronoUnc'd, 

Shall  meet  a  dreadful  fate, 
Whilft  his  rejecled  pray'r  but  ferves 
His  crimes  to  aj^giavate. 

8  He,  fnatch'd,by  fome  untimely  fate, 

Sha'n't  live  out  half  his  days  ; 
Another,  by  divine  decree, 
Shall  on  his  office  feite. 


i68  Psalm  CIX. 

0,  lo  His  feed  fhall  orphans  be,  his  wife 
A  widow  plung'd  in  grief; 
His  vagrant  children  beg  their  bread, 
Where  none  can  give  relief. 

1 1  His  ill-got  rkhes  Ihall  be  nnade 

To  ufarers  a  prey  ; 
The  fruit  of  all  his  toil  {hall  be 
By  ftrangers  borne  away. 

1 2  None  Ihall  be  found  that  to  his  wants 

Their  mercy  will  extend, 

Or  to  his  liclplefs  orphan  feed 

The  leaft  affiftance  lend. 

13  A  fvvift  deftnttSion  foon  lliall  faze 

On  his  unhappy  race  ; 
And  the  next  age  his  hated  naftae 
Shall jdtterly  deface. 

14  The  vengeance  of  his  father's  fins 

Upon  his  head  ihall  fall ; 
God  on  his  mother's  crimes  fhall  thinks 
And  punifli  him  for  all. 

15  All  tliefe,  in  horrid  order  rank'd, 

Before  the  Lord  fhall  fland, 

Till  his  fierce  anger  quite  cuts  off 

Their  mem'ry  from  the  land. 

PART      11. 

16  Becaufe  he  never  mercy  fhow'd, 

But  ftill  the  poor  opprefs'd  ; 
And  fought  to  flay  the  helplefs  man, 
With  heavy  woes  diftrefs'd. 

17  Therefore  the  curfehe  lov'd  to  vent 

Shall  his  own  portion  prove  ; 
And  blefTing  which  he  flill  abhorr'd. 
Shall  far  from  him  remove. 

18  Since  he  in  curfmg  took  fuch  pride, 

•Like  water  it  fhall  fpread 
Through  all  his  veins,  and  flick  like  oil. 
With  which  his  bones  are  fed. 

19  This,  like  a  poifon'd  robe,  fhall  ftill 

His  conftant  cov'ring  be, 
Or  an  envenom'd  belt,  from  which 
He  never  fhall  be  free. 


Psalm  CIX.  •         169 

JO  Thus'flKill  the  Lord  reward  all  ihofe 
That  ill  to  mc  defign  ; 
That  with  malicious  falfe  reports 
Againft  my  life  combine. 
2  I  But  for  thy  glorious  Name,  O  God, 
Do  thou  deliver  me  ; 
And  for  thy  plenteous  mercy's  fake, 
Preferve  and  fet  me  free. 

22  For  I,  to  utmoft  ftraits  reduc'd. 

Am  void  of  all  relief  ; 
My  heart  is  wounded  with  diflrefs. 
And  quite  pierc'd  through  with  grief. 

23  I,  like  an  ev'ning  made,  decline, 

Which  vaniihes  apace  ; 
Like  locufts,  up  and  down  I'm  tofs'd. 
And  have  no  certain  place. 

24,  25  My  knees  with  fafting  are  grown  weak. 
My  body  lank  and  lean  ; 
All  that  behold  me  fhake  their  heads, 
And  treat  me  with  difdain. 
26,  27  But  for  thy  mercy's  fake,  O  Lord,  ^ 

Do  thou  my  foes  withftand  ; 
That  all  may  fee  'tis  thy  own  a<ft, 
The  work  of  thy  right-hand. 

28  Then  let  them  curfe,  fo  thou  but  blefs  ; 
Let  fhame  the  portion  be 
Of  all  that  my  deftruction  feek, 
While  I  rejoice  in  thee. 
2'9  My  foe  Ihall  with  difgrace  be  cloth'd  j 
And,  fpite  of  all  his  pride, 
His  own  confufion,  like  a  cloak. 
The  guilty  wretch  (hall  hide. 

30  But  I  to  God,  in  grateful  thanks, 
My  cheerful  voice  will  raife  ; 
And  where  the  great  afll-mbly  meets, 
Set  forth  his  noble  praife. 
5 1  For  him  the  poor  fliall  always  find 
Tlieir  fure  and  conftant  friend  ; 
And  he  fliall  from  unrighteous  dooms 
Their  guiltlefs  fouls  defend. 

.  P 


lyo  Psalm  CX,  CXL 

P  S  A  L  M      CX.     Par-tkular  meivc. 

I   rnp  HE  Lord  unto  my  Lord  thus  fpake, 
X      "  Tiin  thy  foes  thy  foot-ftool  make, 
$,       "  Sit  thou,  in  ftate,  at  my  right-hand  : 
«  Supreme  in  Sion  thou  fhalt  be, 
"  And  all  thy  proud  oppofei's  fee 
"  Subjected  po  thy  jull  command. 

3  "  Thee,  in  thy  pow'r's  triumphant  day, 
«'  The  vfilling  nations  fnall  oljey  : 

<«  And,  \AitXi  thy  rilhig  beams  they  view, 
<*  Shall  all,  redeem'd  from  error's  nighc, 
"Appear  as  numberlefs  and  bright 

"  As  cryftal  drops  of  morning  dew." 

4  The  Lord  hath  fworn,  nor  fworn  in  vain, 
That,  like  Melchifedeck's,  thy  -reign 

And  priefthood  ftiall  no  period  know  : 

5  No  proud  competitor  to  fit 

At  thy  right-hand  will  he  permit, 

But  in  his  wrath  crown'd  heads  o'ertlirow. 

6  The  fentenc'd  heathen  he  fh^ll  flay, 
And  fill  with  carcafes  his  way, 

Till  he  hath  ftruck  earth's  tyrants  dead  ; 

7  But  in  the  bigh-way  brooks  Ihall  firft, 
Like  a  poor  pilgrim,  flake  his  thirft, 

And  then  ra  triumph  raife  his  head. 

PSALM      CXL     Long  metre. 

1  T^PvAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  our  God  to  praife 
X      My  foul  her  utmoft  pow'rs  fhall  raife  ; 
With  private  friends,  aixi  in  the  throng 

Of  faiats,  hi5  praife  faall  be  my  fong. 

2  His  works,  for  greatnefs  though  renown'd, 
His  wond'rous  works  with  eafe  are  found 

•By  thofe  -ivho  feek  for  them  arigbt. 
And  in  the  pious  fearch  delight. 

3  His  works  are  all  of  matchiefs  fjime, 
And  univerfal  glory  ctiiim  ; 

His  truth,  coiinrm'd  through  ages  paft, 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  laft. 

4  By  precepts  he  hath  us  enjoin'd. 

To  keep  his  wond'rous  works  in  mind  ; 


t'sALM    CXII.  171 

And  to  pofteritv  record, 

That  good  ar.d  gracious  is  our  Lord. 

5:  His  bounty,  like  a  flowing  tide, 

Has  all  his  fervants'  wants  fupply'd  ; 

And  he  will  ever  keep  in  mind 

His  cov'nant  with  pur  fathers  llgn'd. 
6'  At  once  aftonifh'd-  and  o'erjoy'd, 

They  faw  his  matchkfs  pow'r  employ 'd, 

Whereby  the  heathen  were  fupprefs'd. 

And  we -their  heritage   poiFefs'd. 

7  Jufl  are  the  dealings  of  his  hands, 
Immutable  are  his  commands, 

8  By  truth  and  equity  fuftain'd, 
And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'd. 

9  He  fet  his  faints  from  bondage  free, 
And  then  eftablifh'd  his  decree, 
For  ever  to  remain  the  fame  : 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  Name. 

lo^Vho  wifdom's  facred  prize  would  win, 
Muft  with  the  fear  of  God  begin  : 
Immortal  praife  and  heavenly  fkill 
Have  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 

PSALM      CXn.     Lev?  metrf. 
H  A  L   L  E  L    U  J  A  H. 

1  ^  I  ^  HAT  man  is  bltfs'd  who  ftands  in  awe 

t         Of  God,  and  loves  his  ficrcd  law  -y 

2  His  feed  on  earth  fliaH'be  renown'd. 
And  with  fucccflive  honours  crcwn'd. 

3  His  houfe,  the  feat  of  wealth,  fhall  be 
An  incixhauftcd  treafury  ; 

His  juftice,  free  from  all  decay, 
Shall  bleffings  to  his  heirs  convey. 

4  The  foul  that's  fill'd  v.ith  virtue's  licht 
Shines  bjighteft  in  afflifoon's  night  j 
To  pity  the  diftrefs'd  inclin'd, 

As  W2II  as  jull  to  all  mankind. 
^  His  lib'ral  favours  he  extends. 
To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  ; 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
iie  fav«*  by  praience  in  affairs. 


1:73  Psalm  CXIII' 

6  BefeEvwith  threat'ning  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  fhrJl  he  maintain  his  ground  j, 
Tjie  fweet  remcmbnmce  of  the  jufl 
Shall  tlouriih  when  he  flceps  in  duft. 

7  111  tidings  never  can  furprize 

His  heart,  that^  fix'd,  on  God  relies  : 
B  On  fafcty's  rocli  he  fits  and  fees 
The  ihipva-eck  of  his  enemies. 

9  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  beftow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd. 

Whence  he  fhall  reap  wealth,  fajne,  reno^^Tl,. 
A  temp'ral  and  eternal  crown. 

10  The  wicked  fhall  his  triumph  fee. 
And  gnafh  their  teeth  in  agony; 
While  their  unrighteous  hopes  decay. 
And  vanifh  with  themfelves  away. 

PSALM      CXni.     Particular  metre... 

1  "VT"^  faints  and  fervants  of  the  Lord, 

JL       Tlic  triumphs  of  his  Name  record  j 

2  His  facred  Name  for  ever  blefs  : 
5  Where'er  the  circhng  fun  ..di-fplays 

His  rifing  beams  or  fetting  rays. 

Due  praife  to  his  great  Nam.e  addrefs. 

4  God  through  the  world  extends  his  fway  : 
The  regions  of  eternal  day 

But  fhadows  of  his  glory  are  : 

5  With  him,  whofe  majefty  excels, 

Who  made  the  Heav'n  in  which  he  dwells,. 
Let  no  created  pow'r  compare. 

6  Though  'tis  beneath  his  ftate  to  view 
In  higheft  Heavjn  what  angels  do, 

Yet  he  to  earth  vouchfafes  his  care  : 
He  takes  the  needy  from  his  cell. 
Advancing  him  in  courts  to  dwell, 

Companion  to  the  greateft  there. 

7  'When  childlefs  families  defpair. 
He  fends  the  bleffing  of  an  heir. 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  ; 
Makes  her  that  barren  was  to  bear, 
And  joyfully  her  fruit  to  rear  : 

Q  then  eztoi  his.matchlefs  fame  I. 


Psalm  CXIV,  CXV.  173 

PSALM     CXIV.     Long  metre. 

1  -r  XT  HEN  Ifrael   by  th'  Almighty  led, 

VV        Enrich'd  with  their  opprefibrs'  fpoil, 
From  Egypt  march'd,  aaid  Jacob's  feed 
From  bondage  hi  a  foreign  foil  ; 

2  Jehovah,  for  hii  refideace, 

Chofe  out  imperial  Judik's  tent^ 
His  manfion  royal,  and  from  thence 
Through  Ilrael's  camp  his  orciers!  fent. 

3  The  dirtant  fca  with  terror  fa v;-, 

And  from  the  Almighty's  prefence  fled  ; 
Old  Jordan's  ftreams,  furpris'd  with  awe, 
Retreated  to  their  fountain's  head. 

4  The  taller  moun^lains  fkipp'd  like  rams, 

When  danger  near  the  fold  they  hear  ; 
The  hills  fkipp'd  after  them  like  lambs 
Affrighted  by  their  leader's  fear. 

5  O  fea !  what  made  your  tide  withdraw, 

And  naked  leave  your  oozy  bed  ? 
Why,  Jordan,  againft  nature's  law, 

Recoild'il:  thou  to  thy  fountain's  head  ? 

6  Why,  mountains,  did  ye  fkip  like  rams, 

When  danger  does  approach  the  fold  ? 
Why  after  you  the  hills,  like  lambs 
When  they  their  leaders'  flight  behold. 

7  Earth,  tremble  on  ;  well  may'il  thou  fear 

Thy  Lord  and  Maker's  face  to  fee  ; 
When  Jacob's  awful  God  draws  near, 
'Tis  time  for  earth  and  feas  to  flee. 

8  To  flee  from  God,  who  nature's  law 

Confirms  and  cancels  at  his  will  ; 
Who  fprings  from  flinty  rocks  can  draw, 
And  thirfty  vales  with  water  fill. 

PSALM     CXV.     Common  metre, 
I    T     ORD,  not  to  us,  we  claim  \\^  fhare, 
1  A      But  to  ihy  facred  Name 
Give  glory,  for  thy  mercy's  fake, 
And  truth's  eternal  fame. 
i  Why  fliould  the  heathen  cry,  Where's  now 
The  God  whom  we  adore  \ 

P2 


J  74  P^ALM   CXV. 

3  Convince  them  that  in  Heav'n  thou  artv 

And  uncontroul'd  thy  pow'r. 

4  Their  gods  but  gold  and  filver  are, 

The  works  of  mortal  hands  ; 

5  With  ipecchleis  mouth  and  llghtlefs  eyes 
^    The  molten  idol  ftands. 

6  The  pageant  has  both  ears  and  nofe, 

But  neither  hears  nor  fmells  ; 

7  Its  hands  and  feet  nor  feel  nor  move ; 

No  hfe  within  it  dwells.. 

S  Such  fenfelefs  flocks  they  are,. that  we 

Can  nothing  like  them  find, 
But  thofe  who  on  their  help  rely, 

And  them  for  gods  defign'd. 
9  O  Ifrael,  make  the  Lord  your  truft, 

Who  is  your  help  and  fliield  ; 
JoPriefts,  Levites,  truft  in  him  alone. 

Who  only  help  can  yield. 

1 1  Let  all  who  truly  fear  the  Lord, 
On  him  they  fear  rely ; 
Who  them  in  danger  can  defend. 
And  all  their  wants  fupply. 
12,  13  Of  us  he  oft  has  mindful  beeia, 
And  Ifrael's  houfe  will  blefs  ;, 
Priefts,  Levites,  Profelytes,  cv'n  all 
Who  his  great  Name  confefs. 

14  On  you,  and  on  your  heirs,  he  will 

Increafe  of  bleffings  bring  ; 

15  Thrice  happy  you,  who  fav'rites  are 

Of  this  Almighty  King  ! 
t6  Heav'n's  higlieft  orb  of  glory  he 

His  empire's  feat  defign'd  ; 
-   And  gave  this  lower  globe  of  earth.. 

A  portion  to  mankind. 

1 7  They  who  in  death  and  filence  (Isspf 

To  him  no  praife  afford  ; 
iS  But  we  will  blefs  for  evermore 

Our  ever-living  Lord. 


Psalm   GXVI.  ^75 

PSALM    CXVI.     Co7Hmon  metre. 

I    IV/TY  foul  with  grateful  thoughts  of  lo\'C 
JlVX      Entirely    is  pofTell:, 
Becaufe  the  Lord  vouchfaf'd  to  hear 
The  voice  of  my  requeft. 
a  Since  he  has  now  his  ear  inclin'd, 
I  never  will  defpair  ; 
But  ftill  in  all  the  ftraits  of  life 
To  him  addrefs  my  pray 'r. 

3  With  deadly  forrows  compafs'd  round. 

With  pains  of  hell  opprefs'd  ; 
When  trouble  feiz'd  my  aching  heart. 
And  anguifh  radc'd  my  breaft  ; 

4  On  God's  Almighty  Name  I  call'd,^ 

And  thus  to  him  I  pray'd, 
"  Lord,  I  befeech  thee,  fave  my  fou3, 
"  With  fer row  quite- difmay'd." 

5,  6  How  juft  and  merciful  is  God  ! 
How  gracious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Who  faves  the  harmlefs,  and  to  me 
Docs  timely  help  afford. 
7  Then,  free  from  penfive  cares,  my  foul, 
Refume  thy  wonted  reft  ; 
For  God  has  wond'roufly  to  thee 
His  bounteous  love  expreft. 

5  When  death  alarm'd  me,  he  remov'd 

My  dangers  and  my  fears  ; 
My  feet  from  falling  he  fecur'd, 

And  dry'd  my  eyes  from  tears. 
9  Therefore  my  life's  remaining  years. 

Which  God  to  me  fhall  lend. 
Will  I  in  praifes  to  his  Name, 

And  in  his  fervice  fpend. 

10,  1 1  In  God  I  trufted,  and  of  him 
In  greateft  ftraits  did  boaft  ; 
For  in  my  flight  all  hopes  of  aid 
From  faithlefs  rnen  were  loft. 
12,  J  3  Then  what  rel'urn  to  him  ihall  I 
For  all  his  goodnefs  make  ? 
I'll  praife  his  Name,  and  with  glad  zsul 
The  cup  of  bk fling  take. 


17.6  PsALk  CXV»,CX VIII. 

14,  1 5  I'll  pay  mj  vows  among  his  faints/ 
Wliofe  blood,  howe'er  dtlpls'd 
By  wicked  men,  in  God's  account 
Is  always  highly  priz'd. 
i6By  various  ties,  O  Lord,  muft  X 
To  thy  domink)n  bow  ; 
Thy  humble  handmaid's  fon  before, 
Thy  ranfom'd  captive  now  ! 

i  7,  1 8  To  thee  I'll  off'ring-s  bring  of  praife ; 
And,  whilft  I  blefs  thy  Name, 
The  juft  performance  of  my  rows 
To  all  thy  faints  proclaim, 
1 9  They  in  Jerufalem  fhall  meet, 
And  in  thy  houTe  ftiall  join. 
To  blefs  thy  Name  with  one  confent, 
And  mix  their  fbligs  with  mine. 

PSALM    CXVU.     C'o7nmon  metre. 

1  "TTTTITH  cheerful  notes  let  all  the  earth 

VV        To  Heav'n  their  voices  raife  ; 
Let  all,  infpir'd  with  godly  mirth, 
Sing  folemn  hymns  of  praife. 

2  God's  tender  mercy  knows  no  bound. 

His  truth  fhall  ne'er  decay  ; 
Then  let  the  willing  nations  round 
Their  grateful  tribute  pay. 

PSALM    CXVIII.     Commm  metre. 

if,  2  /^  PRAISE  the  Lord,  for  he  isgood, 
V_^      His  mercies  ne'er  decay  ; 
That  his  kind  favours  ever  laft. 
Let  thankful  Ifrael  fay. 
3,  4  Their  fenfe  of  his  eternal  love 
Let  Aaron's  houfe  exprefs  ; 
And  that  it  never  fiils,  let  all 
That  fear  the  Lord  confefs. 

J  To  God  I  made  my  humble  moan, 

With  troubles  quite  oppreli  ; 
And  he  releas'd  me  from  my  ftraits. 

And  granted  my  requeft. 
#  Since  therefore  God  does  on  my  fide 

So  graciowfly  appear^ 


Psalm  CXVIII.  177 

Why  fhould  the  vain  attempts  of  men 
Poirefs  my  foul  with  fear  ? 

7  Since  God  with-thofe  that  aid  my  caufe 
Vouchfafes  mv  part  to  take, 
To  all  my  foes  I  need  not  doubt 
'     A  JLift  return  to  make. 
8,  9  For  better  'tis  to  trull  in  God, 
And  have  the  Lord  our  friend, 
Than  on  the  greateft  human  pow'r, 
For  fafety  to  depend. 

10,  I  r  Though  many  nations,  clofely  leagu'J, 
Did  oft  befet  me  round  ; 
Yet,  by  his  boundlefs  pow'r  fuftain'd, 
I  did  their  ftrength  confound. 

1 2  They  fwarm'd  like  bees,  and  yet  their  rage 

Was  but  a  fhort-liv'd  blaze  ; 

For  whilft  on  God  I  ftiU  rely'd,    . 

I  vanquifh'd  them  with  eafe. 

1 3  When  all  united  prefs'd  me  hard, 

In  hopes  to  make  me  fall, 
The  Lord  vouchfaf'd  to  take  my  part. 
And  fave  me  from  them  all. 

14  The  honour  of  my  ilrange  efcape 

To  him  alone  belongs  ; 
He  is  my  Saviour  and  my  ftrength,. 
He  only  claims  my  fongs. 

15  Joy  fills  the  dwelling  of  the  juft. 

Whom  God  has  fav'd  from,  harm  ; 
For  wond'rous  things  are  brought  to  pafs 
By  his  Almighty  arm. 

16  He,  by  his  own  refilllefs  pow'r. 

Has  endlcfs  honour  won  ; 
The  faving  flrength  of  his  right-hand 

Amazing  v.'orks  has  done.  ^ 

i-7  God  will  not  fufFcr  me  to  fall, 

But  ft  ill  prolongs  my  days  ; 
That,  by  declarii.-g  all  his  works, 

I  may  advance  his  praife. 
l8  When  God  had  forely  me  chaftis'd. 

Till  quite  of  hopes  bereav'd, 


t^d  :Psa'Lm  exit: 

Hts  mercy  from  the  gates  of  death  ' 
My  fainting  life  reprieved i 

J 9  Then  open  wide  the  temple  gates 
To  which  the  juft  repair, 
That  I  may  enter  in  and  praife 
My  great  Deliv'rer  there. 
20,  2  I  Within  thefe  gates  of  God's  abode,  • 
To  which  the  righteous  prefs, 
Since  thou  haft  heard,  and  fet  me  fafe, 
Thy  holy  Name  I'll  blefs. 

22,  23  That  which  the  builders  once  refus'd, 
Is  now  the  corner  ftone  ; 
This  is  the  wond'rous  work-  of  God, 
The  work  of  God  alone. 
34,  25  This  day  is  GcJ's ;  let  ailthe  land^ 
Exalt  their  cheerful  voice'; 
Lord,  we  befeech  thee,  fave  us  now, 
And  make  ns  ftill  rejoice. 

26  Him  that  approaches  in  God's  Name, 
Let  all  th'  alTembly  blefs  ; 
'•  We  that  belong  to  God's  own  hoiife 
*'  Have  wifh'd  you  good  fuccefs, 
37  God  is  the  Lord,  through  whom  we  all  " 
Both  light  and  comfort  find  ; 
Faft  to  the  altar's  horn,  with  cords, 
The  chofen  vi^Sim  bind. 

sB  Thou  art  my  Lord,  O  God,  and  ftill' 
ril  praife  thy  holy  Name  ;  ^ 

Becaufe  tliou  only  art  my  God, 
I'll  celebrate  thy  fame* 
29  O  then  with  me  give  thanks  to  God, 
Who  ftill  does  graciotis  prove  ; 
And  let  the  tribute  of  our  praife 
Be  endlefs  as  his  love.- 

PS  A  '  L  M    CXIX.     CoDiimtr  metre. 

A   L    E    P    H. 

I  T  T  DW  blcfs'd  are  they,  who  always  keep 
X  J.     The  pure  :md  perfcd  way  ! 
Who  never  from  the  facred  paths 
Of  God's  cemmsndments  ftray  I 


TSALM  CXIX.  17^ 


z  How  blefs'd,  who  to  his  righteous  laws 
Have  ftUl  obedient,  been  ! 
And  have  with  fervent  humble  zeal 
His  favour  fought  to  win  ! 

3  Such  men  their  uimoil  caution  ufe 

To  fhun  e^ch  wicked  deed  ; 

But  in  the  path  which  he  direds 

With  conftant  care  proceed. 

4  Thou  ftrictly  haft  enjoin'd  us.  Lord, 

To  leaiTi  thy  facred  will  ; 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil. 

5  O  then  that  thy  moA  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  prefidc, 
And  I  the  courfe  of  all  my  life 
By  thy  dire(flion  guide  ! 

6  Then  with  aOurance  lliould  I  walk^ 

From  all  confufion  free  ; 
Convinc'd,-with  joy,  that  all  my  way^s 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

7  My  upright  heart  jhall  my  glad  mouth 

With  cheerful  praifes  fill ; 
When,  by  thy  righteous  judgments  taught, 
I  fliall  have  learnt  thy  will. 
J  So  to  thy  facred  laws  Ihall  I 
All  due  obfervance  pay  ; 
O  then  forfake  me  not,  my  God, 
Nor  call  me  quite  away. 

BE    T   If, 
9  How  (liall  tlie  young  preferve  their  ways 
From  all  pollution  free  ? 
By  making  ftill  their  courfe  of  life 
With  thy  commands  agree. 
.10  With  hearty  zeal  for  thee  I  feek, 
To  tliee  for  fuccour  pray  ; 
O  fnfFer  not  my  careicfs   ileps 
From  thy  right  paths  to  ftray. 

1 1  Safe  in  my  heart,  and  dofely  hid. 
Thy  v-ord,  my  treafure,  lies  ; 
To  fuccour  me  v.ith  timely  aid, 
When  fip.fui  thoughts  arife. 


iiSo  Psalm  CXlt. 

1 2  Secur'd  by  that,  my  grateful  foul 

Shall  ever  blefs  thy  Name  ; 
O  teach  me  then  by  thy  juft,  laws 
My  future  life  to  frame. 

13  My  lips,  unlodk'd  by  pious  zeal, 

To  others  have  declar'd 
How  well  the  judgments  of  thy  mouth 

Deferve  our  belt  regard. 
l4Whilft  in  the  way  of  thy  commands 

More  folid  joy  I  found, 
Than  had  I  been  with  vaft  increafe 

Of  envy'd  riches  crown'd. 

T.5  Therefore  thy  juft  and  upright  laws 
Shall  always  fill  my  mind  5 
And  thofe  found  rules  which  thou  prefcrib'f^ 
All  due  refped  fhall  find. 
J  6  To  keep  thy  ftatutes  undefac'd, 
Shall  be  my  conftant  joy  ; 
The  ftrid  remembrance  of  thy  word 
Shall  all  my  thoughts  emplo-y. 

G   I   M   E    L, 

17  Be  gracious  to  thy  fervant,  Lord,  , 

Do  thou  my  life  defend, 
That  I,  according  to  thy  word, 
My  future  time  may  fpend. 

18  Enlighten  both  my  eyes  and  mind, 

That  fo  I  may  difcern 
The  wond'rous  works  which  they  behold, 
Who  thy  juft  precepts  learn. 

19  Though,  like  a  ftranger  in  the  land, 

From  place  to  place  I  ftray, 
Thy  righteous  judgments  from  my  fight, 
Remove  not  thou  away. 

20  My  fainting  foul  is  almoft  pin'd. 

With  earneft  longing  fpent, 
Whilft  always  on  the  eager  fearch 
Of  thy  juft  will  intent. 

2 1  Thy  Iharp  rebuke  fliall  crufh  the  proudj 

Whom  ftill  thy  curfe  purfues ; 
Since  they  to  walk  in  thy  right  ways 
Prefumptuoufly  refufe. 


Psalm  CXIX.  i§i 

•22  Bitt  far  from  me  do  thou,  O  Lor  J, 
Contempt  and  fhame  remove  ; 
For  1  thy  facred  laws  afFecl 
With  undilTembled  love. 

■23  Though  princes  oft,  in  counfel  met, 
Againll  thy  fervant  fpake  ; 
Yet  I  thy  ftatutes  to  obferve 
My  conftant  bus'nefs  make. 
24  For  thy  commands  have  always  been 
My  comfort  and  delight ; 
By  them  I  learn,  with  prudent  care. 
To  guide  my  fceps  aright. 

D    A    ^L    E    r   H. 

45  My  foulj'Opprefs'd  with  deadly  care, 
Clofe  to  the  duft  does  cleave  ; 
Revive  me,  Lord,  and  let  me  now 
Thy  promis'd  aid  receive. 
a6  To  thee  I  ftill  declared  my  ways. 
And  thou  inclin'dft  thine  ear.; 
O  teach  me  then  my  future  life 
By  thy  juft  laws  to  fleer. 

27  If  thou  wilt  make  me  know  thy  laws, 
And  by  their  guidance  walk. 
The  wond'rous  works  which  thou  haft  done 
Shall  be  my  conflant  talk. 
%%  But  fee,  my  foul  within  me  finks, 
Prefs'd  down  with  weighty  care  ; 
Do  thou,  according  to  thy  word. 
My  wafted  ftrength  repair. 

«9  Far,  far  from  me  be  all  falfe  ways 
And  lying  arts  remov'd  ; 
But  kindly  grant  I  ftill  may  keep 
The  path  by  thee  approv'd. 

30  Thy  faithful  ways,  thou  God  of  truth, 

My  happy  choice  I've  made  ; 
Thy  judgments,  as  my  rule  of  life, 
Before  me  always  laid. 

31  My  care  has  been  to  make  my  life 

With  thy  commands  agree-; 


i82  Psalm  CXIX. 

O  then  preferve  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
From  ihame  and  ruin  free. 

32  So  in  the  way  of  thy  commands 

Shall  I  with  pleafure  run, 
And,  with  a  heart  enlarg'd  with  joy, 
SuccefsfuUy  go  on. 

H   E. 

33  Inftrucl  me  in  tliy  ftatutes,  Lord, 

Thy  righteous  paths  difplay  ; 
And  I  from  them,  through  all  my  life, 

Will  never  go  aftray. 
34.  If  thou  true  wifdom  from  above 

Wilt  gracioufly  impart, 
To  keep  thy  perfedl  laws  I  will 

Devote  my  zealous  heart. 

■^^  Dired  me  in  the  facred  ways 
To  which  thy  precepts  lead  ; 
Becaufe  my  chief  delight  has  been 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 

36  Do  thou  to  thy  moll  juft  commands 

Incline  my  willing  heart ; 
Let  no  defire  of  worldly  wealth 
From  thee  my  thoughts  divert. 

37  From  thofe  vain  objeds  turn  my  eyes. 

Which  this  falfe  world  difplays  ; 
But  give  me  lively  pow'r  and  ftrength 
To  keep  thy  righteous  ways. 

38  Confirm  the  promife  which  thou  mad'ft, 

And  give  thy  fervant  aid, 
Who  to  tranfgrqfs  thy  facred  laws 
Is    awfully  afraid. 

39  The  foul  difgrace  I  juflly  fear, 

In  mercy,  Lord,  remove  ; 
For  all  the  judgments  thou  ordain'ft 
Are  full  of  grace  and  love. 

40  Thou  know'ft  how  after  thy  commaads 

My  longing  heart  does  pant ; 

O  then  make  hafte  to  raife  me  up« 

And  promis'd  fuccour  grant. 


■> 


Psalm  CXIX.  183 

V  ^  u. 

41  Thy  conflant  blefflng,  Lord,  beftow, 

To  cheer  my  drooping  heart ; 
To  me,  according  to  ihy  word, 
Thy  faving  heahh  impart. 

42  So  fhall  I,  when  my  foes  upbraidj 

This  ready  anfwer  make  ; 
•'  In  God  I  truil,  who  never  will 
"  His  faithful  promife  break." 

43  Then  let  not  quite  the  word  of  truth 

Be  from  my  mouth  remov'd  ; 
Since  ftill  my  ground  of  ftedfaft  hope 
Thy  juft  decrees  haveprov'd. 

44  So  I  to  keep  thy  righteous  laws 

Will  all  my  ftudy  bend  ; 
From  age  to  age  my  time  to  come 
In  their  obfervance  fpend. 

45  Ere  long  I  truft  to  walk  at  large, 

From  all  incumbrance  free  ; 
Since  I  refolve  to  make  my  life 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

46  Thy  laws  fhall  be  my  conftant  talk  j 

And  princes  fhall  attend, 
Whilft  I  the  juftice  of  thy  ways 
With  confidence  defend. 

47  My  longing  heart  and  ravifh'd  foul 

Shall  both  o'erflow  with  joy. 
When  in  thy  lov'd  commandments  I 
My  happy  hours  employ. 

48  Then  will  I  to  thy  juft  decrees 

Lift  up  my  willing  hands  ; 
My  care  and  bus'nefs  then  fhall  be 
To  ftudy  thy  commands. 
Z   A    I   N. 

49  According  to  thy  promis'd  grace, 

Thy  favour,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Make  good  to  me  the  word  on  which 
Thy  fervant's  hopes  depend. 

50  That  only  comfort  in  diftrefs 

Did  all  my  griefs  controul  ; 
Thy  word,  when  troubles  hemm'd  me  round, 
Reviv'd  my  fainting  foul. 


184  •  Psalm  CXIX. 

5  F  Infuking  foes  did  proadlj'  mock, 
And  all  my  hopes  deride  ; 
Yet  from  thy  law  not  all  their  feoffs 
Could  make  me  turn  afide. 
52  Thy  judgments  then,  of  ancient  dat-e, 
T  quickly  call'd  to  mind, 
Till,  ravlfh'd  with  fuch  thoughts,  my  foul 
Did  fpeedy  comfort  find. 

^^  Sometimes  I  ftand  anaaz'd,  like  one 
With  deadly  horror  ftrtick, 
To  think  how  all  my  imful  foes 
Have  thy  juft  laws  forfook. 
5^}  But  I  thy  ftatutes  and  dscrees 
My  cheerful  anthems  made  ; 
Whilft  through  ftrange  lands  and  defert  wllda 
I  like  a  pilgrim  ftray'd. 

55  Thy  Name,  that  cheer'd  my  heart  by  day,. 

Has  fiU'd  my  thoughts  by  night : 
I  then  refolv'd  by  thy  jult  laws 
To  guide  my  fteps  aright. 

56  That  peace  o{  mind,  which  hajs  my  fQljd; 

In  deep  diftrefs  fuilaia'd, 
Ey  flri6t  obedience  to  thy  will 
I  happily  obtaln'd. 

C  H  £   T   H. 

57  O  Lord,  my  God,  my  portion  thou 

And  fure  pofleffion  art ; 

Thy  word  I  ftedfaRIy  refolve 

To  treafure  in  my  heart.. 

58  With  all  the  ftrength  of  warm  defirflr 

I  did  thy  grace  implore  ; 
Difclofe,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thy  mercy's  boundlefs  ftore. 

59  With  due  refleaion  and  ftr:.ft  care 

On  all  my  ways  I  thought ; 
And  fo,  reclaim 'd  to  thy  juft  paths. 
My  wand'ring  ftcps  I  brought. 

60  I  loft  no  time,  but  m^de  great  hafte, 

Refolv'd,  without  delay, 
To  watch,  that  I  might  never  more 
Ftoni  thy  commandments  ftri^y. 


Psalm  CXIX.  i^4 

6 1  Though  num'rous  troops  of  finful  mea 

To  rob  me  have  combin'd, 
Yet  I  thy  pure  and  righteous  laws 
Have  ever  kept  in  mind. 

62  In  dead  of  night  I  will  arife 

To  fing  thy  folemn  praife  ; 
Convinc'd  how  much  I  always  ought 
To  love  thy  righteous  ways. 

6^  To  fuch  as  fear  thy  holy  Name 
Myfelf  I  cloiely  join  ; 
To  all  who  tlieir  obedient  wills 
To  thy  commands  refign. 
64  O'er  all  the  earth  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Abundantly  is  fhed  ; 
O  make  me  then  exaftly  learn 
Thy  facred  paths  to  tread. 
T   E   T   H. 
€5  With  me,  thy  fervant,  thou  had  dealt 
Moft  gracioufly,  O  Lord  j 
Repeated  benefits  beftow'd, 
According  to  thy  word. 

66  Teach  me  the  facred  /kill,  by  which 

Rifjht  judgment  is  attain'd. 
Who  in  belief  of  thy  commands 
Have  ftedfaftly  remain'd. 

67  Before  afflidlon  ftopp'd  my  courfo, 

My  foot-fteps  went  aftray  ; 
But  I  have  fmce  been  difciplin'd 
Thy  precepts  to  obey. 

68  Thou  art,  O  Lord,  fupremely  good, 

And  allj  thou  doft  is  fo  ; 
On  me,  thy  ftatutes  to  difcern. 
Thy  faving  fkill  beftow. 

€9  The  proud  have  forg'd  malicious  lies, 
My  fpotlefs  fame  to  ftain  ; 
But  my  fix'd  heart,  without  referve. 
Thy  precepts  fhall  retain. 
70  While  pamper'd,  they,  with  profp'rous  illsj 
In  fcnfual  pleafures  live, 
My  foul  can  relifh  no  delight. 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 


i86  Psalm  CXIX. 

71  'Tis  good  for  me  th.n  I  have  felt 

Afllidion's  chafl'ning  rod. 
That  I  might  duly  learn  and  keep 
The  ftai'utes  of  my  God. 

72  The  law  that  from  thy  mouth  proceeds. 

Of  more  eRecm  I  hold 
Than  untouch'd  mines,  than  thoufand  mhies 
Of  filver  and  of  gold. 

J    0    D. 

.73  To  me,  who  am  the  workmaniliip 
Of  thy  Almighty  hands, 
.  The  heav'nly  underftanding  give 

To  learn  thy  juft  commands. 
74.  My  prefervation  to  thy  faints 
Strong  comfort  will  afford, 
To  fee  fuccefs  attend  my  hopes, 
Who  trufted  in  thy  word. 

75  That  right  thy  judgments  are,  I  now 

By  fure  experience  fee  ; 
And  that  in  faithfulnefs,  O  Lord, 
Thou  haft  afflided  me. 

76  O  let  thy  tender  mercy  now 

Afford  me  needful  aid  ; 
According  to  thy  promife,  Lord, 
To  me,  thy  fervant,  made. 

77  To  me  thy  faving  gr2.ce  reftore, 

That  I  again  may  live  ; 
Whofe  foul  can  relifh  no  delight, 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 

78  Defeat  the  proud,  who,  unprovoked, 

To  ruin  me  have  fought,  * 

Who  only  on  thy  facred  laws 
Employ  my  harmlefs  thought. 

79Letthore  that  fear  thy  Name  efpoufe 
My  caufe,  and  thofe  alone, 
Who  have,  by  ftrid  and  pious  fearch, 
Thy  facred  precepts  knovv^n. 
80  In  thy  bleft  tlatutes  let  my  heart 
Continue  always  found  ; 
That  guilt  and  Jh;^me,  the  fmner's  lot, 
May  never  me  confound. 


Psalm  CXIX.  i% 

C   A  P  H. 

%\  My  foul  with  long  expe<5tance  faiats- 
To  fee  thy  faving  grace  ; 
Yet  Rill  on  thy  unerring  word 
My  confidence  I  place. 

82  My  very  eyes  confume  and  fail 

With  waiting  for  thy  word  ; 
O  !  when  wilt  thou  thy  kind  relief 
And  promis'd  aid  afford  I 

83  My  fkin  like  fnrivel'd  parchment  fliows,. 

That  long  in  fmoke  is  fet  ; 
Yet  no  afflidion  me  can  force 
Thy  ftatutes  to  forget. 

84  How  many  days  muft  I  endure 

Of  forrow  and  diftrefs  ? 
W^aen  wilt  thou  judgment  execute: 
On  them  who  me  opprefs  I 

§5  The  proud  have  digg'd  a  pit  for  nje. 
That  have  no  other  foas, 
Eut  fuch  as  are  averf;  to  thee, 
And  thy  juft  laws  oppofe. 
16  With  facred  truth's  eternal  laws 
All  thy  commands  agree  ; 
Men  perfecute  me  without  caufe  ; 
Thou,  Lord,  my  helper  be. 

$1  With  clofe  defigns  againft  my  life 
They  had  almoft  prevail'd  ; 
But,  in  obedience  to  thy  will, 
My  duty  never  fail'd. 
$8  Thy  wonted  kindnefs,  Lord,  reftore, 
My  drooping  heart  to  cheer  ; 
That  by  thy  righteous  ftatutes  I 
My  life's  Mhole  courfe  may  fteer. 
LAME    D. 

89  For  ever  and  foi»  ever,  Lord, 

Unchung'd  thou  deft  lemain  ; 
Thy  word,  eftablifti'd  in  the  Heav'ns, 
Docs  ali-their  orbs  fuftain. 

90  Through  circling  ages.  Lord,  thy  truth 

Immoveable  (hall  ftand, 
As  doth  th»  earth,  which  thoi;  uphold'ft 
3y  thy  AJmighty  hand. 


xS8  Psalm  CXIX. 

9 1  All  things  the  courfe  by  thee  ordaili'd 

Ev'n  to  this  day  fulfil  ; 
They  are  thy  faithful  fubjeds  all, 
And  fervants  of  thy  will. 

92  Unlefs  thy  facred  law  had  been 

My  comfort  and  delight, 
I  mull  have  fainted,  and  expir'd 
In  dark  afflitHiion's  night. 

93  Thy  precepts  therefore  from  my  thoughts 

Shall  never,  Lord,  depart ; 
For  thou  by  them  haft  to  new  life 
Reftor'd  my  dying  heart. 

94  As  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 

Proted  me,  Lord,  from  harm, 
Who  have  thy  precepts  fought  to  know^ 
And  carefully  perform. 

95  The  wicked  have  their  ambufb  laid 

My  guiltlefs  life  to  take  ; 
But  in  the  midft  of  danger  I 

Tliy  word  my  ftudy  make. 
^6  I've  feen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfedion  here  below  ; 
But  thy  commandments,  like  thyfelf. 

No  change  or  period  know. 

MEM. 
i)*l  The  love  that  to  thy  laws  I  bear 
No  language  can  difplay  ; 
They  with  frefh  wonders  entertain 
My  ravifh'd  thoughts  all  day. 
9S  Through  thy  commands  I  wifer  grow 
Than  all  my  fubtle  foes  ; 
For  thy  fure  word  doth  me  diredJ:, 
And  all  my  ways  difpofe. 

99  From  me  my  former  teachers  now 

May  abler  counfel  take  ; 

Becaufe  thy  facred  precepts  I 

My  conftant  ftudy  make. 

100  In  underftanding  I  excel 

The  fages  of  our  days  ; 
JBecaufe  by  thy  unerring  rules 
I  order  all  my  ways. 


Psalm  CXIX;  i8'$ 

ici   My  feet  with  care  I  have  rcfrain'd 
From  ev'ry  finful  way  ; 
Tliat  to  thy  lacred  word  I  might 
Entire  obedience  pay. 

102  I  have  not  from  thy  judgments  ftray'd^ 

By  vain  defires  mifled  ; 
For,  Lord,  thou  haft  inftru«5le.d  me 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 

103  How  fweet  are  all  thy  "words  to  nr.e  ! 

0  what  divine  repaft  ! 

How  much  more  grateful  to  my  foul, 
Than  honey  to  my  tafte  ! 

104  Taught  by  thy  facred  precepts,  I 

With  heav'nly'fkill  am  bleft, 
Through  which  the  treach'rous  ways  of  im 

1  utterly  deteft. 

N    U    N. 

105  Thy  word  is  to  my  feet  a  lamp, 

The  way  of  truth  to  fhow  ; 
A  watch-light,  to  point  out  the  path 
In  which  I  ought  to  go. 

106  I  fv/ear,  andfrem  my  folemn  oath 

Will  never  ftart  afide, 
That  in  thy  righteous  judgments  I 
Will  fiedfaftly  abide. 

107  Since  I  with  griefs  am  fo  oppreft, 

That  1  can  bear  no  more, 
According  to  thy  word  do  thou 
My  fainting  foul  reftore. 

108  Let  ftill  my  facrifice  of  praife 

With  thee  acceptance  find  ; 
And  in  thy  righteous  jadgmeots^  Lord, 
Inftruft  my  willing  mind. 

109  Though  ghaftly  dangers  me  fujround. 

My  f'ul  they  cannot  av.#. 
Nor  with  continual  terrors  keep 
From  thinking  on  thy  law. 

1 10  My  wicked  and  invet'rate  foes 

For  me  their  fnares  have  laid  ; 

Yet  I  have  kept  the  upright  path, 

Nqr  from  thy  precepts  ftray'd*. 


ipo  Psalm  CXIX. 

II  »  Thy  teflimon'es  I  have  made 
My  heritage  and  choice  ; 
For  they,  whei)  other  comforts  fail, 
My  drooping  heart  rejoice. 
»12  My  heart  with  e^rly  zeal  began 
Thy  ftatutes  to  obey, 
And  riH  my  courfe  of  life  is  done. 
Shall  keep  thy  upright  way. 

S    ji    M    E     C     H. 
1»5  Deceitful  thonghts  and  pradices 
I  utterly  deteft  ; 
But  to  thy  law  affedlion  bear 
Too  great  to  be  expreft. 
l»4  My  hiding-place,  my  refuge-tow'r. 
And  IhieW  art  thou,  O  Lord  ; 
I  firmly  anchor  all  my  hopes 
On*thy  unerring  word. 

J 15  Hence,  ye  that  trade  In  wickednefs,. 
Approach  not  my  abode  ; 
For  firmly  I  refolve  to  keep 
The  precepts  of  my  God. 
Jl6  According  to  thy  gracious  word. 
From  danger  fet  me  free  ; 
Nor  make  me  of  thofe  hopes  afham'd> 
That  I  repofe  in  thee. 

117  Uphold  me,  fo  fhall  I  be  fafe, 

And  refcu'd  from  diftrefs  ; 
-  To  thy  decrees  continually 
My  juft  refpecft  addrefs. 

118  The  wicked  thou  haft  trod  to  earth, 

Who  from  thy  ftatutes  ftray'd  ; 
Their  vile  deceit  the  juft  reward 
Of  their  own  faliehood  made. 

rrp  The  wicked  from  thy  holy  land 
Thou  doft  like  drofs  remove  ; 
I  therefore,  with  fuch  juftice  charm 'd,' 
Thy  teftimonies  love. 
120  Yet  with  that  love  they  make  me  dread, 
Left  I  ihould  fb  offend, 
When  on  tranfgreffors  J  behold 
Thy  judgments  thas  defcend-. 


Psalm  CXIX.  i^t 

A    J    N. 

tai  Judgment  and  juftice  I  have  lov'd; 
O  therefore,  Lord,  engage 
In  my  defence,  nor  give  me  up 
To  niy  opprefTors'  rage. 
-12  2  Do  thou  he  furety,  Lord,  for  me. 
And  fo  fliall  this  diftrefs 
Prove  good  for  me  ;  nor  fhall  the  proUd 
My  guihlefs  ibul  opprefs, 

123  My  eyes,  alas  !  begin  to  fail, 
In  long  expeflance  held  ; 
Till  thy  falvation  they  behold. 
And  righteous  lyord  fulfill'd. 
.  «4  To  me,  thy  fervant>  in  diftrefs, 
Thy  wonted  grJice  difplay. 
And  difcipline  my  willing  heart 
Thy  ftatutes  to  obey. 

125  On  me,  devoted  to  thy  fear, 

Thy  facred  fkill  beftow. 
That  of  thy  teftimonies  I 
The  full  extent  may  know. 

126  *Tis  time,  high  time  for  thee,  O  Lord^ 

Thy  vengeance  to  employ  ; 
When  men  witli  open  violence 
Thy  facred  law  deftroy. 

127  Yet  their  contempt  of  thy  commands. 

But  makes  their  value  rife 
In  my  efteem,  who  pureft  gold, 
Compar'd  with  them,  deipife. 

128  Tliy  precepts  therefore  I  account, 

In  all  refpeds,  divine  ; 
They  teach  me  to  difcern  the  right. 
And  all  falfe  ways  decline. 

P    E. 

129  The  wonders  which  thy  laws  contaia 

No  words  can  reprefent  ; 
Therefore  to  learn  and  praflice  thein 
My  zealoifi  heart  is  l>ent. 

130  The  very  entrance  to  thy  word 

Ccleftial  light  difplays, 
And  knowledge  of  true  happinefs 
To  fimpleft  mind3  conveys. 


1^2  Psalm  CXIX. 

-131  With  eager  hopes  I  waiting  ilood, 
And  fainting  with  deilre  ; 
That  of  thy  wife  commands  I  might 
The  facred  fkill  acquire. 
i^z  With  favour,  Lord,  look  down  on  me^ 
Who  thy  rehef  implore  ; 
As  thou  art  wont  to  vifit  thofe 
Who  thy  bleft  Name  adore. 

'133  DlreSed  by  thy  heav'nly  word 
Let  all  my  foot-fteps  be  ; 
Nor  wickednefs  of  any  kind 
Dominion  have  o'er  me. 
334  Releafe,  entirely  fet  me  free 
From  perfeculing  hands. 
That,  unmoletied,  I  may  learn 
And  praAife  thy  commands. 

S35  On  me,  devoted  to  thy  fear, 

Lord,  make  thy  face  to  fhine  ; 
Thy  ftatutes  both  to  know  and  keep, 
My  heart  with  zeal  incline. 
-536  My  eyes  to  weeping  fountains  turn, 
Whence  briny  rivers  flow, 
To  fee  mankind  againll  tliy  laws 
In  bold  defiance  go. 

r  s  ^  n  D  I. 

"J37  Thou  art  the  righteous  Judge,  in  whom 
Wrong'd  innocence  may  trull ; 
And,  like  thyfelf,  thy  judgments,  Lord* 
In  all  refpeds  are  juft. 

138  Moft  juft  and  true  thofe  ftatutes  were. 

Which  thou  didft  firft  decree  ; 
And  all  with  faithfulnefs  perform'd 
Succeeding  times  fhall  fee. 

139  With  zeal  my  fle(h  confumes  away. 

My  foul  with  anguiih  frets, 

To  fee  my  foes  contemn  at  once 

Thy  promifes  and  threats. 

140  Yet  each  negleded  word  of  thine^ 

Howe'er  by  them  defpis'd, 
I5  pure,  and  for  eternal  tnith 
By  mc,  thy  feivant,  prlz'd. 


Psalm  CXIX.  193 

141  Brought,  for  thy  fake,  to  low  eftate, 

Contempt  from  all  I  find  ; 
Yet  no  affronts  or  wrongs  can  drive 
Thy  precepts  from  my  mind. 

142  Thy  righteoufnefs  fhall  then  endure, 

When  time  itfelf  is  paft  ; 
Thy  law  is  truth  ittelf,  that  truth, 
Which  fliall  for  ever  laft. 

r43  Though  trouble,  anguift,  doubts,  and  dread. 
To  compafs  me  unite  ; 
Befet  with  danger,  ftill  I  make 
Thy  precepts  my  delight. 

144  Eternal  and  unerring  rules 

Thy-teftimonies  give  ; 
Teach  me  the  wifdom  that  will  make 
My  foul  for  ever  live. 

K    0    P    H. 

145  With  my  whole  heart  to  God  I  call'd, 

Lord,  hear  my  earneft  cry  ; 
And  I  thy  ftatutes  to  perform 
Will  all  my  care  apply. 

146  Again  more  fervently  I  pray'd, 

O  fave  me,  that  I  may 
Thy  teftimonies  throughly  know, 
And  ftedfaftly  obey. 

147  My  earlier  prayer  the  dawning  day 

Prevented,  while  I  cry'd 
To  him,  on  whofe  engaging  word 
My  hope  alone  rely'd. 

1 48  With  zeal  have  I  av/ak'd  before 

The  midnight  watch  was  fet, 
That  I  of  thy  myfterious  word 
Might  perfcd  knowledge  get. 

T49  Lord,  hear  my  fupplicating  voice. 
And  wonted  favour  Ihow  : 
O  quicken  me,  and  fo  approve 
Thy  judgment  ever  true. 
150  My  perfecuting  ibes  advance, 
And  hourly  nearer  draw  ; 
What  treatment  can  I  hope  fi-om  them, 
Who  violate  thy  law  \ 
R 


194  Psalm  CXIX. 

1 5 1  Though  they  draw  nigh,  my  comfort  is, 

Thou,  Lord,  art  yet  more  near  ; 
Thou,  whoie  commands  are  righteous  all. 
Thy  promifes  fincere. 

152  Concerning  thy  divine  decrees, 

My  foul  has  known  of  old, 
That  they  v/ere  true,  and  iliall  their  truth 
To  endlefs  ages  hold. 

R    E   S    C   H. 

J53  Confider  my  afflidion,  Lord, 

And  me  from  bondage  draw  j 
Think  on  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs. 
Who  ne'er  forgets  thy  law. 

154  Plead  thou  my  caufe  ;  to  that  and  lue 

Thy  timely  aid  afford  ; 
With  beams  of  mercy  quicken  me, 
According  to  thy  word. 

155  From  harden'd  fmners  thou  remov'ft. 

Salvation  far  away  ; 
'Tis  juft  thou  (hould'ft  withdraw  from  ihem, 
Who  from  thy  Itatutes  ftray. 
J56  Since  great  thy  tender  mercies  are 
To  all  who  thee  adore  ; 
According  to  thy  judgments,  Lord, 
My  fainting  hopes  relfore. 

157  A  num'rous  hod  of  fpiteful  foes 
Againft  my  life  combine  ; 
But  all  too  few  to  force  my  foul 
Thy  ftatutes  to  decline. 
jjS  Thofe  bold  tranfgrelfors  I  beheld, 
And  was  with  grief  opprefs'd. 
To  fee  with  whax  audacious  pride 
Thy  cov'nant  they  tranfgrefs'd. 

159  Yet  while  they  flight,  confider.  Lord, 

How  I  thy  precepts  love  ; 
O  therefore  quicken  me  with  beams 
Of  mercy  from  above. 

160  As  from  the  birth  of  time  thy  truth 

Has  held  through  ages  paft. 
So  fiiall  thy  righteous  judgments,  firm. 
To  endlefs  ages  lali. 


Psalm  CXIX.  195 

S   C  H  I  N. 

16  r  Though  mighty  tyrants,  without  caufe, 
Confpire  my  blood  to  fhed, 
Thy  facred  word  has  pow'r  alone 
To  fill  my  heart  with  dread. 
162  And  yet  that  word  my  joyful  breaft 
With  heav'nly  rapture  warms  ; 
Nor  conqueft,  nor  the  fpoils  of  war. 
Have  fuch  tranfporting  charms, 

X63  Perfidious  praiftices  and  lies 
I  utterly  deleft  ; 
But  to  thy  laws  affedion  bear, 
Too  vaft  to  be  expreft. 
X64  Sev'n  times  a  day,  with  grateful  voicey 
Thy  praifes  I  refouud, 
Becaufe  I  find  thy  judgments  all 
With  truth  and  juftice  crown'd. 

165  Secure,  fubftantial  peace  have  they 

Who  truly  love  thy  law  ; 
No  fmiling  mifchief  them  can  tempt^ 
Nor  frowning  danger  awe. 

166  For  thy  falvation  I  have  hop'd, 

And  though  fo  long  delay'd. 
With  cheerful  zeal  and  ftrifteft  care 
All  thy  commanls  obey'd. 

167  Thy  teftimonies  I  have  kept. 

And  conftantly  obey'd  ; 
Becaufe  the  love  I  bore  to  them 
Thy  fervice  eafy  made. 

168  From  ftrift  obfervance  of  thy  laws 

I  never  yet  withdrew  ; 
Convinc'd  that  m,y  moft  fecret  ways 
Are  open  to  thy  view. 
T    J     U. 

169  To  myrequefl  and  earneft  cry 

Attend,  O  gracious  Lord  ; 
Infpire  my  heart  with  heav'nly  fkill, 
According  to  thy  word. 

170  Let  my  repeated  pray'r  at  lad 

Before  thy  throne  appear  ; 
According  to  thy  plighted  word. 
For  my  relief  draw  near. 


^9^  Psalm  CXX. 

171  Then  fliall  my  grateful  lips  return 

The  tribute  of  their  praife, 
When  thou  thy  counfels  haft  reveal'd. 
And  taught  me  thy  juft  ways. 

172  My  tongue  the  praifes  of  thy  word 

Shall  thankfully  refound»  . 
Becaufe  thy  promifes  are  all. 
With  truth  and  juftice  crown 'd* 

173  Let  thy  Almighty  arrn  appear, 

An  J  brin^  me  timely  aid  : 
For  I  the  laws  thou  haft  ordain'd' 
My  heart's  free  choice  have  made*. 

174  My  foul  has  waited  long  to  fee 

Thy  faving  grace  reftor'd  ; 
Nor  comfort  knew,  but  what  thy  laws,. 
Thy  heav'nly  laws,  afford. 

375  Prolong  my  life,  that  I  may  fing 

My  great  Reftorer's  praife  ; 
Whofe  juftice,  from  the  depths  of  woe». 
My  fainting  foul  fliall  raife. 

376  Like  fome  loft  fheep  I've  ftray'd,  iv\l  I 

Defpair  my  way  to  find  ; 
Thou,  therefore.  Lord,  thy  fervant  feek> 
Who  keeps  thy  laws  in  mind. 

PSALM     CXX.     Particular  metre, 

1  TN  deep  dlftrefs  I  oft  have  cry'd 
X.    To  God,  who  never  yet  deny'd 

To  refcue  me,  opprefs'd  with  wrongs  j 

2  Once  more,  O  Lord,  deliv'rance  fend, 
From  lying  lips  my  foul  defend, 

And  from  the  rage  of  fland'ring  tongues. 

3  What  little  profit  can  accrue. 
And  yet  what  heavy  wrath  is  due, 

O  thou  perfidious  tongue,  to  thee  ! 

4  Thy  fting  upon  thyfelf  fhall  turn  ; 
Of  lafting  flames,  that  fiercely  burn. 

The  conftant  fuel  thou  fiialt  be. 

5  But,  O  !  how  wretched  is  my  dooiHi 
Who  am  a  fojourner  become 

In  barren  Mefech's  defert  foil ! 


Psalm  CXXI,  CXXII.  19? 

With  Kedar's  wicked  tents  inclos'd, 
To  lawlefs  favages  expos'd, 

Who  live  on  nought  but  theft  and  Tpoil. 

6  My  haplefs  dwelling  is  with  thofe, 
Who  peace  and  kmity  oppofe, 

And  pleafure  take  in  others  harms  : 

7  Sweet  peace  is  all  I  court  and  feek  ; 
But  when  to  them  of  peace  I  fpeak, 

They  ftraight  cry  out,  To  drms,  to  arms. 

PSALM     CXXI.     Common  vistre. 

1  rr-i  O  Sion's  hill  I  lift  my  eyes^ 

I         From  thence  expefting  aid  ; 

2  From  Sion's  hill,  and-  Sion's  God 

Who  Heav'n  and  earth  has  madci 

3  Then  thou,  my  foul,  in  fafety  reft. 

Thy  guardian  v/ill  not  fleep  ; 

4  His  watchful  care,  that  Ifrael  guards. 

Will  Ifrael's  monarch  keep. 

5  Shelter'd  beneath  th'  Almighty's  wings 

Thou  fhalt  fecurely  reft, 

6  Where  neither  fun  nor  moon  fhall  thee 

By  day  or  night  moleft. 

7  From  common  accidents  of  life 

His  care  ihall  guard  thee  ftill  ; 

8  From  the  blind  ftrokes  of  chance,  and  foes 

That  lie  in  wait  to  kill. 

9  At  home,  abroad,  in  peace,  in  war, 

Thy  God  ftiall  thee  defend  ; 
Conduct  thee  through  life's  pilgrimage 
Safe  to  thy  journey's,  end, 

PSALM      CXXIL     Common  metro. 

)    >^  'TWAS  a  joyful  found  to  hear 
V_/      Our  tribes  devoutly  fay, 
Up,  Ifrael,  to  the  temple  hafte. 
And  keep  your  feftal  day  ! 

2  At  Salem's  courts  we  muft  appear. 

With  our  aflembled  pow'rs, 

3  In  ftrong  and  beauteous  order  rang'J, 

Like  her  united  tow'rs. 
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ipS        Psalm  CXXIII,  CXXIV. 

4  'Tis  thither,  by  divine  command, 

The  tribes  of  God  repair. 
Before  his  ark  to  celebrate 

His  name  with  praife  and  pray'r. 

5  Tribunals  ftand  ereded  there, 

Where  equity  takes  place  : 
There  ftand  the  courts  and  palaces 
Of  royal  David's  race. 

6  O,  pray  we  then  for  Salem's  peace, 

For  they  (hall  profp'rous  be, 
Thou  holy  city  of  our  God, 
Who  bear  true  love  to  thee. 

7  May  peace  within  thy  facred  walls 

A  conftant  gueft  be  found, 
With  plenty  and  profperity 
Thy  palaces  be  crown'd. 

i  For  my  dear  brethren's  fake,  and  friends 
No  lefs  than  brethren  dear, 
I'll  pray — May  peace  in  Salem's  tow'rs 
A  conftant  gueft  appear. 
3  But  moft  of  all  I'll  feek  thy  good, 
And  ever  wifli  thee  well, 
For  Sion  and  the  temple's  fake. 
Where  God  vouchfafes  to  dwell. 

PSALM     CXXIII.     L^ng  metr,e, 

1}  2  /^N  thee,  who  dwell'ft  above  the  (kies, 
V^    For  mercy  wait  my  longing  eyes  j 
As  fervants  wait  their  mafters'  hands. 
And  maids  their  miftrelTes'  commands. 

3,40  then  have  m.ercy  on  us,  Lord  ', 
Thy  gracious  aid  to  us  afford  ; 
To  us,  whom  cruel  foes  opprefs, 
Grown  rich  and  proud  by  our  diftrefs. 

PSALM     CXXIV.     Common  metre. 

1  T_T  AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Ifrael  fay, 
X  X   Been  pleas'd  to  interpofe  : 

2  Had  he  not  then  efpous'd  our  caufe. 

When  men  againft  lis  rofe, 
3,  4,  5  Their  wrath  had  fwa'low'd  us  alive, 
And  rag'd  witlioui  contraul  -j 


Psalm  CXXV,  CXXVI.  jj^, 

Their  fplte  and  pride's  united  floods 
Had  quite  o'erwhelm'd  our  foul. 

4  But  prais'd  be  our  eternal  Lord, 
Who  refcu'd  us  that  day, 
Nor  to  their  favage  jaws  gave  up 
Our  threaten'd  lives  a  prey. 

7  Our  foul  is  like  a  bird    efcap'd 

From  out  the  fov.'ler's  net  ;. 
The  fnare  is  broke,  their  hopes  are  crofs'd» 
And  we  at  freedom  fet. 

8  Secure  in  his  Almighty  Name 

Our  confidence  remains, 
"WTio,  as  he  made  both  Heav'n  and  eajrtji» 
Of  both  fole  monarch  reigns. 

PSALM      CXXV.      Commo/i  metre, 

I    "TTTTHO  place  on  Sion's  God  their  truft^. 
V  V        Like  Sion's  rock  fhall  ftand  ; 
Like  her  immoveable  be  fix'd 
By  his  Almighty  hand. 
3  Look  how  the  hills  on  ev'ry  fide 
Jerufalem  inclofe  ; 
So  ftands  the  Lord  around  his  faints, 
To  guard  them  from  their  foes. 

3  The  wicked  may  afflicfl  the  juft, 

But  ne'er  too  long  opprefs, 

Nor  force  him  by  defpair  to  feek 

Bafe  means  for  his  redrefs. 

4  Be  good,  O  righteous  God,  to  thole 

Who  righteous  deeds  affeifl  ; 
The  heart  that  innocence  retains, 
Let  innocence  protecfl. 

^  All  thofe  who  walk  in  crooked  paths, 
The  Lord  fliall  foon  deftroy, 
Cut  off  ch'  unjuft,  but  crown  the  faints 
With  lailing  peace  and  joy. 

PSALM     CXXVL     Common  metre, 
I  -TXT HEN  Sion's  God  her  fons  recall'd 
VV        From  long  captlviiy, 
It  feem'd  at.firft  a  pleafing  dream 
Of  whut  wc  wilh'd  to  fee  : 


200  Psalm  CXXVII. 

Z  But  foon  in  unaccuftom'd  mirth, 
We  did  our  voice  employ, 
And  fung  our  great  Reftorer's  praife 
In  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

Our  heathen  foes  repining  flood. 

Yet  were  compell'd  to  own 
That  great  and  wond'rous  was  the  work 

Our  God  for  us  had  done. 

3  «  'Twas  great,"  fay  they,  " 'twas  wond'rous  great ;' 

Much  more  fhould  we  confefs, 
The  Lord  has  done  great  things,  whereof 
We  reap  the  glad  fuccefs» 

4  To  us  bring  back  the  remnant,  Lord> 

Of  Ifrael's  captive  bands, 
More  welcome  than  refrefhing  fliow'rs 
To  parch'd  and  thirfty  lands  ; 

5  That  we,  whofe  work  commenc'd  in  tears^. 

May  fee  our  labours  thrive,. 
Till  finifh'd  with  fuccefs,  to  make 
Our  drooping  hearts  revive. 

6  Though  he  defponds  that  fows  his  grain. 

Yet  doubtlefs  he  fliall  come 
To  bind  his  full-ear'd  ftieaves,  and  bring 
The  joyful  harveft  home. 

PSALM     CXXVII.     Csm?non  metre. 

1  -^TTT-  E  build  with  fruitlefs  coft,  unlefs 

V V        The  Lord  the  pile  fuftain  : 
-    Unlefs  the  Lord  the  city  keep. 
The  watchman  wakes  in  vain, 

2  In  vain  we  rife  before  the  day^ 

And  late  to  reft  repair. 
Allow  no  relpite  to  our  toil. 
And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 

Supplies  of  life,  with  eafe  to  theni> 

He  on  his  faints  beftows  ; 
He  crowns  their  labours  with  fuccefs^ 

Their  nights  with  found  repofg. 

3  Children,  thofe  comforts  of  our  life. 

Are  prefents  from  the  Lord  ; 
He  gives  a  num'rous  race  of  heirs. 
As  piety's  reward. 


FSALM  CXXVIII,  CXXIX.  201 

4  As  arrows  in  a  giant's  hand. 

When  marching  forth  to  war  ; 
Ev'n  fo  the  fons  of  fprightly  youth, 
Their  parents  fafeguard  are. 

5  Happy  the  man  whofe  quiver's  fiU'd 

With.thefe  prevailing  arms  ; 
He  need  not  fear  to  meet  his  foe. 
At  law  or  war's  alarms. 

PSALM     CXXVIII.     Cotnmon  7netre.> 
I   rr-i  HE  man  is  blell  that  fears  the  Lord, 

X        Nor  only  worfliip  pays, 
But  keeps  his  fteps  confin'd  with  care 
To  his  appointed  ways. 
a  He  fhall  upon  the  fweet  returns 
Of  his  own  labour  feed  ; 
Without  dependence  live,  and  fee. 
His  wifhes  all  fucceed. 

3  His  Avife,  like  a  fair  fertile  vine,. 

Her  lovely  fruit  fhall  bring  ; 
His  children,  like  young  olive  plant*. 
About  his  table  fprlng. 

4  Who  fears  the  Lord  fhall  profper  thus  j. 

Him  Zion's  God  fhall  blefs,, 
j;  And  grant  him  all  his  d^ys  to  fee 
Jerufalem's  fuccefs. 

%  He  fhall  live  on,  till  heirs  from  him 
Defcend  with  vaft  increafe  ; 
Much  blefs'd  in  his  own  profp'rous  ftate,. 
And  more  in  Ifrael's  p3ace. 

P  S  A  L  M      CXXIX.     Covwm  metre. 

1  X7^0M  my  youth  up,  may  Ifrael  fay, 
j;       They  oft  have  me  affail'd, 

2  Rcduc'd  me  oft  to  heavy  ftraits. 

But  never  quite  prevail'd. 

3  They  oft  have  plow  'd  my  patient  back 

With  furrows  deep  and  long  ; 

4  But  our  juft  God  has  broke  their  chains,^ 

And  refcu'd  us  from  wrong. 

5  Defeat,  confufion,  fhameful  rout 

Be  dill  the  doom  of  thofe, 


202  Psalm  CXXX. 

Their  righteous  doom,  who  Slon  hate, 
And  Sion's  God  oppofe. 

6  Like  corn  upon  our  houfes'  tops,  -^ 

Untimely  let  them  fade, 
Which  too  much  heat,  and  want  of  root,, 
Has  blafted  in  the  blade  : 

7  Which  in  his  arms  no  reaper  takes^. 

But  unregarded  leaves  ; 
No  binder  thinks  it  worth  his  pains 
To  fold  it  into  fheaves» 

8  No  traveller  that  pafTes  by 

Vouchfafes  a  minute's  ftop, 
To  give  it  one  kind  look,  or  crave 
Heav'n's  bleffing  on  the  crop. 

PSALM.     CXXX.     S/!ort  metre, 

1  T7R.0M  loweft  depths  of  woe 
Jl     To  God  I  fent  my  cry  ; 

2  Lord,  hear  my  fupplieating  voice,. 

And  gracioufly  reply. 

3  Should'ft  thou  feverely  judge. 

Who  can  the  trial  bear  ! 

4  But  thou  forgiv'ft,  left  we  defpond> 

And  quite  renounce  thy  fear.. 

5  My  foul  with  patience  waits 

For  thee,  the  living  Lord  ; 

My  hopes  are  on  thy  promife  built. 

Thy  never-failing  word. 
€  My  longing  eyes  look  out 

For  thy  enliv'ningray, 
More  duly  than  the  morning  watch 

To  fpy  the  dawning  day. 

7  Let  Ifrael  truft  in  God, 

No  bounds  his  mercy  knows  ; 
The  plenteous  fource  and  fpring,  from  whence 
Eternal  fuccour  flows  ; 
t  Whofe  friendly  ftreams  to  us 
Supplies  in  want  convey  ; 
A  healing  fpring,  a  fpring  to  cleanft,^ 
And  walh  our  guilt  away. 


Psalm  CXXXI,  CXXXH.         iq^ 

PSALM     CXXXI.     Ccm?i(?n  vtetre, 
i    /^  LORD,  I  am  not  proud  of  heart, 
V-/      Nor  caft  a  fcornful  eye  j 
Nor  my  afpiring  thoughts  employ 
In  things  for  me  too  high. 

2  With  infant  innocence  thou  know'ft 

I  have  myfelf  demean'd  ; 
Compos'd  to  quiet,  hke  a  babe 
That  from  the  breaft  is  wean'd. 

3  Like  me  let  Ifrael  hope  in  God, 

His  aid  alone  implore  ; 
Both  now  and  ever  truft  in  him, 
Who  lives  for  evermore. 

P  S  A  L*  M     CXXXII.     Common  mtn. 

1  T    ET  David,  Lord,  a  conftant  place 
I  A      In  thy  remembrance  find  ; 

Let  all  the  forrov/s  he  endur'd 
Be  ever  in  thy  mind. 

2  Remember  what  a  folemn  oath 

To  thee,  his  Lord,  he  fwore  ; 
How  to  the  mighty  God  he  vow'd, 
Whom  Jacob's  fons  adore  ; 

3, 4  I  will  not  go  into  my  houfe. 
Nor  to  my  bed  afcend  \ 
No  foft  repofe  fliall  clofe  my  eyes, 
Nor  fleep  my  ej'e-lids  bend  ; 

5  Till  for  the  Lord's  defzgn'd  abod« 

I  mark  the  deftm*d  ground  ; 
Till  I  a  decent  place  of  reft 
For  Jacob's  God  have  found. 

6  Th'  appointed  place,  with  fliouts  of  joy 

At  Ephrata  we  found, 
And  made  the  woods  and  neighb'ring  fields 
Our  glad  applaufe  refound. 

7  O  with  due  rev'rence  let  us  then 

To  his  abode  repair  ; 
And,  proftrate  at  his  foot-ftool  faH'a, 
Pour  out  our  humble  pray'r. 

8  A  rife,  O  Lord,  and  now  poflefs 

Thy  conllant  place  of  reft  j 


£04  Psalm  CXXXIIL 

Be  that,  not  only  with  thy  ark. 

But  with  thy  prefence,  bleft. 
■9,  10  Clothe  thou  thy  priefts  Avith  righteoufnefs, 

Make  thou  thy  faints  rejoice  ; 
And,  for  thy  fervant  David's  fake, 

Hear  thy  anointed's  voice. 

1 1  God  fware  to  David  in  his  truth, 
Nor  fhall  his  oath  be  vain, 
One  of  thy  offspring,  after  thee. 
Upon  thy  throne  fhall  reign  : 
i  2  And  if  thy  feed  my  cov'nant  keep, 
And  to  my  lavi^s  fubmit. 
Their  children  too  upon  thy  throne 
For  evermore  fhall  fit.  » 

15,  14  For  Sion  does,  in  God's  efteem, 
All  other  feats  excel  ; 
Kis  place  of  everlafting  reft, 
Where  he  defires  to  dwell. 
J  J,  16  Her  ftore,  fays  he,  I  will  increafe. 
Her  poor  with  plenty  blefs  ; 
Her  faints  fhall  fhout  for  joy,  her  priefts 
My  faving  health  cofifefs. 

1 7  There  David's  pow'r  fhall  long  remain 

In  his  fucceffive  line. 
And  my  anointed  fervant  there 
Shall  with  frelh  luftre  fhine. 

18  The  faces  of  his  vanquifh'd  foes 

Confufion  fhall  o*erfpread  ; 
Whilft,  with  confirm 'd  fuccefs,  his  crowa 
Shall  flourifh  on  his  head. 

PSALM     CXXXni.     Co?n7mn  metr^ 

1  X_T  OW  vafl:  muft  their  advantage  be, 
XjL  How  great  their  pleafure  prove, 
Who  live  like  brethren,  and  confent 

In  offices  of  love  ! 

2  True  love  rs  like  that  precious  oil, 

Which,  pour'd  on  Aaron's  head, 
Ran  down  his  beard,  and  o'er  his  robes 
Its  coftly  moifture  fhed. 
2  'Tis  like  refrefhing  dew,  which  does 
On  Hermon's  top  diftil  j 


Psalm  CXXXIV,  CXXXV.         205 

Or  like  tha  early  drops  that  fall 

On  Sionl  fruitful  hill.  *- 

4  For  Sion  is  the  chofen  feat, 
Where  the  Almighty  King 

The  promis'd  blefTmg  has  ordain'd> 
And  life's  eternal  fpi'ing. 

PSALM     CXXXIV.      Ctmmon  metre. 

1  X)  LESS  God,  ye  fervants,  that  attend 
Jo     Upon  his  folemn  ftate, 

That  in  his  temple,  night  by  night, 

With  humble  rev'rence  wait : 
2,  3  Within  his  houfe  Uft  up  your  hands, 

And  blefs  his  holy  Name  ; 
From  Sion  blefs  thy  Ifrael,  Lord, 

Who  earth  and  Heav'n  didft  frame. 

PSALM     CXXXV.      Com??2on  Jtietn. 
J    /^  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  one  confeut, 
V_y      And  magnify  his  Name  ; 
Let  all  the  fervants  of  the  Lord 
His  worthy  praife  proclaim. 

2  Praife  him  all  ye  that  in  his  houfe 

Attend  with  conftant  care  ; 
With  thofe  that  to  his  outmofl  courts 
With  humble  z^al  repair. 

3  For  this  our  trueft  int'reft  is, 

Glad  hymns  of  praife  to  fing  ; 
And  with  loud  fongs  to  blefs  his  Name, 
A  moft  delightful  thing. 

4  For  God  his  own  peculiar  choice 

The  fons  of  Jacob  makes  ; 
And  Ifrael 's  offspring  for  his  own 
Mofl  valu'd  treafure  takes. 

5  That  God  is  great,  we  often  have 

By  glad  experience  found  ; 
And  feen  how  he,  with  wond'rous  pow'r. 
Above  all  gods  is  crown'd. 
€  For  he,  witli  unrefifted  ftrength, 
Performs  his  fov 'reign  will, 
In  Heav'n  and  earth,  and  wat'ry  flees, 
That  earth's  deep  caverns  fill. 
S 


2o6  Psalm  CXXXV. 

7  He  ra'ifes  vapours  from  the  ground, 
Which,  pois'd  in  liquid  air, 
Fall  down  at  lafl:  in  fhow'rs,  through  whick 
His  dreadful  light'nings  glare. 
S  He  from  his  ftore-houfe  brings  tlie  winds ; 
And  he,  with  vengeful  hand. 
The  firft-born  flew  of  man  and  beaft, 
Through  Egypt's  mourning  land. 

9  He  dreadful  figns  and  wonders  (liow'd 
Through  ftubborn  Egypt's  coafts. 
Nor  Pharaoh  could  his  plagues  efcape, 
Nor  all  his  num'rous  hofts. 
lo,  1 1  'Twas  he  that  various  nations  fmote, 
And  mighty  kings  fupprefs'd  ; 
Sihon  and  Og,  and  all  befides. 
Who  Canaan's  land  poffefs'd. 

12,  13  Their  land  upon  his  chofen  race 

He  firmly  did  entail  ;  ^_ 

For  which  his  fame  ihall  always  laft, 
His  praife  fhall  never  fail. 

14  For  God  Ihall  foon  his  people's  caufc 

With  pitying  eyes  furvey  ; 
Repent  him  of  his  wrath,  and  turn 
His  kindled  rage  away. 

15  Thofe  Idols,  whofe  falfe  worfhlp  fpreads 

O'er  all  the  heathen  lands, 
Are  m.ade  of  fuver  and  of  gold, 

The  work  of  human  haiids. 
16,  17  They  move  not  their  fictitious  tongues, 

Nor  fee  with  polilh'd  eyes  ; 
Their  counterfeited  ears  are  deaf. 

No  breath  their  mouth  fupplies. 

18  As  fenfelefs  as  themfelves  are  they 

That  all  their  {kill  apply 
To  m.ake  xxitm,  or  in  dang'rous  times 
On  them  for  aid  rely. 

19  Tlieir  juft  returns  of  thanks  to  God 

Let  grateful  Ifrael  pay  ; 
Nor  let'the  pricfts  of  Aaron's  race 
To  blefs  the  Lord  delay. 


Psalm  CXXXVL  207 

20  Their  fenfe  of  his  unbounded  love 

Let  Levi's  houfe  exprefs  ; 
And  let  all  thofe  who  fear  the  Lord, 
His  Name  for  ever  blefs. 

21  Let  all  v?ith  thanks  his  wond'rous  works 

In  Sion's  courts  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  in  Salem,  where  he  dwells, 
Exalt  his  holy  Name. 

PSALM     CXXXVL      Particular  vietre. 
I   np*  0   God  the  mighty  Lord 
J.      Your  joyful  thanks  repeat  j 
To  him  due  praife  afford. 
As  good  as  he  is  great  : 
For  God  does  prove 
Our  conftant  friend. 
His  boundlefs  love 
Shall  never  end. 

2,  3  To  him,  whofe  wond'rous  pow'r 

All  other  gods  obey. 

Whom  earthly  kings  adore. 

This  grateful  hnmage  pay  : 
For  God,  ^c. 
4,  5  By  his  Almighty  hand 

Amazing  works  are  wrought ; 

The  Heav'ns  by   his  commani 

Were  to  perfeftion  brought : 
For  God,  £5V. 
C  He  fpread  the  ocean  round 

About  the  fpacious  land  ; 

And  made  the  rifing  ground 

Above  the  waters  rtand  : 
For  God,  l^c. 
7,  8,  9  Through  Heav'n  he  did  difplay 

His  num'rous  ho/ts  of  light ; 

The- fun  to  rule  by  day, 

The  moon  and  ftars  by  night : 
For  God,  Cffr. 

JO,  t  r,  T2  He  ftruck  the  firft-born  dead 
Of  Egypt's  ftubborn  land  ; 
And  thence  his  people  led 
With  his  refiftlefs  baud  : 
For  God,  Jif*. 


2oS  Psalm  CXXXVL 

13,  r4  By  him  the  raging  fea, 
As  if  ill  pieces  rent, 
Difclos'd  a  middle  way, 
Through  which  his  people  went : 
For  God,  isff. 

1 5  "Where  foon  he  overthrew 
Proud  Pharaoh  and  his  hoil. 
Who,  daring  to  purfiie. 
Were  in  the  billows  loft  : 
For  God,  ^c. 

16,  17,  18  Through  defer ts  vaft  and  wili 
He  led  the  chofen  feed  ; 
And  famous  princes  foil'd, 
And  made  great  monarchs  bleed  : 
For  God,  i^c. 

19,  20  Sihon,  whofe  potent  hand 
Great  Ammon's  fceptre  fway'd  ; 
And  Og,  whofe  ftern  command 
Rich  Bafhan's  land  obey'd  : 
For  God,  ^c. 

21,  22  And,  of  his  wond'rous  grace, 
Their  lands,  whom  he  deftroy'd, 
He  gave  to  Ifrael's  race, 
To  be  by  them  enjoy 'd  : 
For  God,  i^c. 

23,  24  He,  in  our  depth  of  woes, 
On  us  with  favour  thought, 
And  from  our  cruel  foes 
In  peace  and  fafety  brought : 
For  God,  iifc. 

•^5,  26  He  does  the  food  fupply, 
On  which  all  creatures  live  : 
To  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
Eternal  praifes   give  : 

For  God  will  prove  ' 

Our  conftant  friend. 

His  boundlefs  love 

Shall  never  end* 


Psalm  CXXXVII.  209 

PSALM     CXXXVII.      Lcn^  metre. 

1  "TXT HEN  we,  our  weary  limbs  to  reft, 

V  V     Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  dream, 
We  wept,  with  doleful  thoughts  oppred  j 
And  Sion  was  our  mourntul  theme. 

2  Our  harps,  that  when  with  joy  we  fung, 

Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear. 
With  filent  ftrings  negleded  hung 
On  willow  trees,  that  wither'd  there. 

3  Mean  while  our  foes,  who  all  confpir'd 

To  triumph  in  our  fiavifh  wrongs, 
Mufic  and  mirth  of- us  requir'd, 

"  Come,  fmg  us  one  of  Sion's  fongs." 

4  How  fhall  we  tune  our  voice  to  fint^. 

Or  touch  our  harps  with  ikilful  hands  j 
Shall  hymns  of  joy  to  God,  our  King, 
Be  fung  by  flaves  in  foreign  lands  ? 

5  O  Salem,  our  once  happy  feat  ! 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let  then  my  trembling  hand  forget 

The  fpeaking  ftrings  with  art  to  move  ! 
%  If  I  to  mention  thee  forbear. 

Eternal  filence  feize  my  tongue  ; 
Or  if  I  fmg  one  cheerful  air. 

Till  thy  deliverance  is  my  fong. 

7  Remember,  Lord,  how  Edom's  race, 

In  thy  own  city's  fatal  day, 
Cry'd  out,  "  Her  ftately  walls  deface, 
•<  And  with  the  ground  quite  level  lay.'* 

8  Proud  Babel's  daughter,  doom'd  to  be 

Of  grief  and  woe  the  wretched  prey  ; 
Blefs'd  is  the  man  who  ftiall  to  thee 
The  wrongs  thou  laid'ft  on  us  repay. 

9  Thrice  bleft,  who,  with  juft  rage  pofleft. 

And  deaf  to  all  the  parents'  moans, 
Shall  fnatch  thy  infants  from  the  breaft. 
And  dafh  their  heads  againft  the  ftones. 

S  2 


2IO      Psalm  CXXXVIII,  CXXXIX. 

PSALM     CXXXVIII.      Common  metre. 

*  \Kf^'^^  ^^  ^^^^^^  ^^^'"^'  "^5^  ^^^  and  I^ng, 

V  V        Thy  praife  I  will  proclaim  ; 
Before  the  gods  with  joy  I'll  fm?, 
And  bisfs  thy  holy  Name. 

2  I'll  worftilp  at  thy  facred  feat, 

And,  with  thy  love  infpir'd, 
The  praiies  of  thy  truth  repeat. 
O'er  all  thy  v/orks  admir'd. 

3  ThoTi  gracioufly  inclin'dll:  thine  ear^ 

When  I  to  thee  did  cry ; 
And  wlien  niy  foul  was  preft  with  fear^ 
Didfl  inward  ftrength  fupply. 

4  Therefore  Ihall  ev'ry  earthly  prmce 

Thy  Name  with  praife  purfue, 
V\  horn  thefe  admir'd  events  convince 
That  all  thy  works  are  true. 

5  They  all  thy  wond'rous  ways,  O  Lord, 

With  cheerful  fongs  Ihall  blefs  ; 
And  all  thy  glorious  adls  record  ; 
Thy  awful  pow'^r  confefs. 

6  For  God,  although  enthron'd  on  his.h. 

Does  thence  the  poor  refpecl  ; 
The  proud  far  off  his  fcornful  eye 
Beholds  with  juil  neglevH:. 

7  ThougH  I  with  troubles  am  opprefs'd. 

He  fiiall  my  foes  difarm, 
Relieve  my  foul  when  mod  diHrefs'd, 
And  keep  me  fafe  from  harm. 
S  The  Lord,  whofe  mercies  ever  laft, 
Shall  fix  my  happy  ftate  ; 
And,  mindful  of  his  favours  paft, 
Shall  his  own  work  consplete. 

PSALM     CXXXIX.      Long  metre, 

I,  2  nn  HOU,  Lord,  by  ftricleft  fearch  haft  known 
JL      My  rifmg  up  and  lying  down  ; 
My  fecret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Kccwa  lonp-  before  conceivM  by  me. 


Psalm  CXXXIX.  21X 

3  Tliine  eye  my  bed  and  path  furveys, 
My  public  haunts   and  private  ways  ; 

4  Thou  know'il  what  'lis  my  lips  woixld  vent. 
My  yet  unutter'd  words'  intent. 

5  Surrounded  by  thy  pow'r  I  ftand  ; 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  find  lliy  hand  : 

6  O  ikWl,  for  human  reach  too  high  ! 
Too  dazzling  bright  for  mortal  eye  ! 

7  O  could  I  fo  perlidious  be, 

To  tliink  of  once  deferting  thee, 

Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  influence  ftun  i 

Or  whither  from  thy  prefence  run  ? 

8  If  up  to  Heav'n  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dweU'ft,  enthron'd  in  light  j 

If  down  to  hell's  infernal  plains, 

'Tis  there  Almighty  vengeance  reigns. 

9  If  I  the  morning's  wings  could  gain. 
And  fly  beyond  the  v.-eftern  main, 

10  Thy  fwifter  hand  would  firft  arrive. 
And  there  arreft  thy  fugitive. 

1 1  Or,  fhould  I  try  to  fhun  thy  fightr, 
Eeneath  the  fable  wings  of  night  ; 
One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray. 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day. 

1 2  The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife. 

No  fcreen  from  thy  all-fearching  eyes  ; 
Through  midnight  fnadci  thou  tind'll  thy  way. 
As  in  the  blazing  noon  of  day. 

1 3  Thou  know'ft  the  texture  of  my  heart. 
My  reins,  and  ev'ry  vital  part  ; 

Each  fmglo  thread  in  nature's  loom, 
By  thee  was  cover 'd  in  the  womb. 

14  I'll  praifc  thee,  from  whofe  hands  I  came, 
A  work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame  ; 

The  wonders  thou  in  me  haft  Ihown, 
My  foul  with  grateful  joy  mud  own. 

15  Thine  eyes  my  fubftance  did  furvey, 
Wliilft  yet  a  lifelefs  mafs  it  lay, 

In  fecret  how  exaclly  wrought, 
Lrc  from  its  dark  inclofure  brought. 


y2  Psalm  CXL. 

i6Tho\i  didfl  the  fhapelefs  embryo  fee, 
Its  parts  were  regiftcr'd  by  thee  ; 
Thou  faw'ft  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

17  Let  me  acknowledge  too,  O  God, 
That,  fmce  this  maze  of  life  I  trod, 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount. 

18  Far  fooner  could  I  reckon  o'er 
The  fands  upon  the  ocean's  fliore  ; 
Each  morn  revifmg  what  I've  done, 
I  find  til'  account  but  new  begun. 

19  The  wicked  thou  (halt  flay,  O  God  : 
Depart  from  me,  ye  men  of  blood, 

20  Whofe  tongues  Heav'n's  majefty  profane. 
And  take  the  Almighty's  Name  in  vain. 

3 1  Lord,  hate  not  I  their  impious  crew, 
Who  thee  with  enmity  purfue  ? 
And  does  not  grief  my  heart  opprefs. 
When  reprobates  thy  laws  tranfgrefs  ? 

22  Who  pradllce  enmity  to  thee 

Shall  utmoft  hatred  have  from  me  ; 

Such  men  I  utterly  detell. 

As  if  they  were  my  foes  profeft.  ^ 

23,  24  Search,  try,  O  God,  my  thoughts  mi  heart, 

If  mifchief  lurk  in  any  part  ; 

Correa  me  where  I  go  aftray. 

And  guide  me  in  thy  perfe«a  way. 

PSALM     CXL.      Common  metre. 

1  13  RESERVE  me,  Lord,  from  crafty  foes, 
\^     Of  treacherous  intent  -, 

2  And  from  the  fons  of  violence. 

On  open  mifchief  bent. 

3  Their  fland'ring  tongue  the  ferpent's  fting 

In  fharpnefs  does  exceed  ; 
Between  their  lips  the  gall  of  afps 

And  adder's  venom  breed. 
A  Preferve  me,  Lord,  from  wicked  hands, 

Nor  leave  my  foul  forlorn, 
A  prey  to  fons  of  violence. 

Who  have  my  ruin  fworn. 


Psalm  CXLI.  215 

5  The  proud  for  me  have  laid  their  fnare, 

And  fpread  their  wily  net  ; 
With  traps  and  gins,  where'er  I  move, 
I  find  my  fteps  befet. 

6  But  thus  environ'd  Vf'ixh  diftrefsi, 

Thou  art  my  God,  I  faid  ; 
Lord,  hear  my  fuppHcating  voice, 
That  calls  to  thee  for  aid. 

7  0  Lord,  the  God  whofe  faving  ftrength 

Kind  fuccour  did  convey, 
And  cover'd  my  advent'rous  head 
In  battle's  doubtful  day  ; 

S  Permit  not  their  unjuft  defigns 
To  anfwer  their  defire  ; 
Left  they,  encourag'd  by  fuccefs, 
To  bolder  crimes  afpire. 

9  Let  firft  their  chiefs  the  fad  effeds 

Of  their  injufticc  m©um  ; 
The  blafl:  of  their  envenom'd  hreatk 
Upon  themfelves  return. 

10  Let  them  who  kindle  firft  the  flame. 

Its  facrifice  become  ; 
The  pit  they  digg'd  for  me  be  made 
Their  own  untimely  tomb. 

1 1  Though  llander's  breath  may  raife  a  ftorm, 

It  quickly  will  decay  ; 
Their  rage  does  but  the  torrent  fwell, 
That  bears  themfelves  away. 

J  2  God  will  affert  the  poor  man's  caufe. 
And  fpeedy  fuccour  give  : 
The  juft  fhall  celebrate  his  praife, 
And  in  his  prefence  live. 

PSALM     CXLI.      Common  metre. 

1  'Tn  O  thee,  O  Lord,  my  cries  afcend, 

I         O  hafte  to  my  relief; 
And  with  accuftom'd  pity  hear 
The  accents  of  my  grief. 

2  Inft^ad  of  OiT'rings,  let  my  pray'r 

Like  morning  incenfe  rife  ; 
My  lifted  hand  fupply  the  place 
Of  ev  'ning  facrificet 


^14  Psalm  CXLIL 

3  From  haft^  language  curb  my  tongusj 

And  let  a  conftant  guard 

Still  keep  tlie  portal  of  my  lips 

With  wary  lilence  barr'd. 

4  From  wicked  men's  defigns  and  deeds 

My  heart  and  hands  reilrain  ; 
Nor  let  mc  in  the  booty  fhare 
Of  their  unrighteous  gain. 

5  Let  upright  men  reprove  my  faults, 

And  1  Qx'dW  think  them  kind  ; 
Like  balm  that  heals  a  wounded  heai 

I  their  reproof  lliall  find  ;. 
And,  in  return,  my  fervent  pray'r 

I  fhall  for  them  addrefs. 
When  rhey  are  tempted  and  reduc'd. 

Like  me,  to  fore  diftrefs. 

i  When  Ikulking  in  Engedi's  rock, 
I  to  their  chiefs  appeal. 
If  one  reproachful  word  I  fpoke, 
When  I  had  pow'r  to  kill. 

7  Yet  us  they  perfecute  to  death  ; 

Our  fcatter'd  ruins  lie 
As  thick  as  from  the  hewer's  axe 
The  fever'd  fplinters  fly. 

8  But,  Lord,  to  thee  I  ftill  dire<n: 

My  fuj-plicating  eyes, 
O  leave  nc  t  deilitute  my  foul^ 
Whofe  truft  on  thee  relies. 
f  Do  then  preferve  me  from  the  fnares 
That  wicked  hands  have  laid  ; 
Let  them  in  their  own  nets  be  caught, 
While  mj  efcape  is  made. 

PSALM    CXLIL     Siort  mfr^, 

1  'TnO  God,  with  mournful  voice, 

X        In  deep  diftrefs  I  pray'd  ; 

2  Made  him  the  umpire  of  my  caufe. 

My  wrongs  before  him  laid. 

3  Thou  didft  m.y  Heps  dired:. 

When  my  griev'd  foul  defpair'd  ; 
For  where  I  thought  to  walk  fecure 
They  had  their  traps  prepar'd. 


Psalm  CXLIIL  215 

I  look'd,  bat  found  no  friend 

To  own  me  In  diftrels  5 
All  refuge  fail'd,  no  man  vouchiaf'd  i 

His  pity  or  redrefs. 
To  God  at  laft  I  pray'd  ; 

Thou,  Lord,  my  refuge  art, 
Mv  portion  in  the  land  of  life, 

Till  life  itfelf  depart. 

Reduc'd  to  greateft  ftraits. 

To  thee  I  make  my  moan  ; 
O  fave  me  from  opprefTing  foes, 

For  me  too  pow'rful  grown. 
That  I  may  praife  thy  Name, 

My  foiTl  from  prifon  bring  ; 
Whilft  of  thy  kind  regard  to  me 

Aficmbled  faints  Ihall  fing. 


PSALM     CXLIIL      Common  metre. 
ORD,  hear  my  pray'r,  and  to  my  cry 
Thy  wonted  audience  lend  ; 
In  thy  accultom'd  faith  and  truth 


■L 


A  gracious  anfv\cr  fend. 

2  Nor  at  th)  llrid  tribunal  bring 

Thy  fcrvant  to  be  try'd  ; 
For  in  thy  fight  no  living  maa 
Can  e'er  be  juftify'd. 

3  The  fpiteful  foe  purfues  my  life, 

Whofe  comforts  all  are  iled  ; 
He  drives  me  into  caves  as  dark 
As  manfions  of  the  dead. 

4  My  fpirit  therefore  is  o'ervvhelm'd. 

And  finlc:  within  my  breaft  ; 
My  mournful  heart  grows  defolate, 
With  heavy  woes  (-ppreft. 

5  I  call  to  mind  the  days  of  old, 

And  wonders  thou  haft  wrought  ; 
My  former  dangers  and  efcapes 
Employ  my  muflng  thought. 

6  To  thee  my  hards  in  humble  pray'r 

I  fervently  ftretch  out  ; 
My  foul  for  thy  lefrclhment  thirds, 
Like  land  opprefs'd  v^uth  drought. 


21 6  Psalm  CXLIV. 

7  Hear  me  with  fpeed  ;  my  fplrit  falls : 
"Thy  face  no  longer  hide, 
X-efl  I  become  forlorn,  like  them, 
That  in  the  grave  rcfide. 
t  Thy  kindnefs  early  let  me  hear, 
Whofe  truft  on  thee   depends  ; 
Teach  me  the  way  where  I  fhould  go^ 
My  foul  to  thee  afcends. 

«)  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  from  all  my  foes 
Preferve  and  fet  me  free  ; 
A  fafe  retreat  againft  their  rage 
My  foul  implores  from  thee. 
I«  Thou  art  my  God,  thy  righteous  will 
Inftru-ft  me  to  obey  ; 
Xet  thy  good  Spirit  lead  and  keep 
My  foul  in  thy  right  way. 

J I  O  !  for  the  fake  of  tliy  great  Name, 
Revive  my  drooping  heart  ; 
For  thy  truth's  fake  to  me,  diftrefs'd. 
Thy  promis'd  aid  impart. 
J  2  In  pity  to  my  fufF'rings,  Lord, 
.   Reduce  my  foes  t©  fliame  ; 
Slay  them  that  perfecute  a  foul 
Devoted  to  thy  Name. 


PSALM     CXLIV.     Lof!g  metre. 

1  T70^  ^^^^'  Wefs'd  be  God  the  Lord, 

I.        Who  does  his  needful  aid  impart. 
At  once  both  flrength  and  ikill  afford, 
To  wield  my  arms  with  warlike  art. 

2  His  goodnefs  is  my  fort  and  tow'r, 

My  ftrong  d.eliv'rance  and  my  fhield  : 
In  him  I  truft,  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r 
Makes  to  my  fway  fierce  nations  yield. 

3  Lord,  what's  in  man,  that  thou  fhould'ft  love 

Of  him  fuch  tender  care  to  take  ? 
What  in  his  offspring  could  thee  move 
Such  great  account  of  him  to  make  ?^ 

4  The  life  of  man  does  quickly  fade, 

His  thoughts  but  ernpty  are  and  vain, 
Hi:^  days  are  like  a  flying  fli.ade. 

Of  whofe  fliort  ftay  no  figns  remain. 


Psalm  CXUV>  217 

•5  In  folemn  ftate,  O  God,  defcend, 

WhllA  heav'n  its  lofty  head  inclines  ; 
The  Imoaking  hills  afunder  rend, 
Of  thy  approach  the  awful  figns. 
6  Difcharge  thy  awful  light'nings  round, 
And  make  thy  fcatter'd  foes  retreat ; 
Then  with  thy  pointed  arrows  wound, 
And  their  dcftrudion  foon  complete. 

7,  8  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  from  heav'n  engage 

Thy  bouhdlefs  pow'r  my  foes  to  quell. 
And  fnatch  me  from  the  ftormy  rage 

Of  threatening  waves,  that  proudly  fwelL 
Fight  thou  againft  my  foreign  foes, 

Who  utter  fpeeches  falfe  and  vain  ; 
Who,' though  in  folemn  leagues  they  clofe, 

Their  fworn  engagements  ne'er  maintain. 

9  So  I  to  thee,  O  King  of  kings, 

In  new-made  hymns  my  voice  fhall  raife, 
And  inflruments  of  tnany  ftrings 

Shall  help  me  thus  to  fmg  thy  praife  : 
ID  "  God  does  to  kin*s  his  aid  afford, 
"  To  tliem  his  fure  falvation  fends  ; 
*♦  'Tis  he  that  from  the  murd'ring  fword 
*'  His  fervant  David  flill  defends." 

1 1  Fight  thou  againft  my  foreign  foes, 

Who  utter  fpeeches  falfe  and  vain ; 
Who,  though  in  folemn  leagues  they  clofe. 
Their  fworn  engagements  ne'er  maintain. 

1 2  Then  our  young  fons  like  trees  fliall  grow, 

Well  planted  in  fomc  fruitful  place  ; 
Our  daughters  fhall  like  pillars  (how, 
Defign'd  fome  royal  court  to  grace. 

13  Our  garners,  fiU'd  with  various-ftore. 

Shall  us  and  ours  with  plenty  feed  ; 
Our  flieep,  increafmg  more  and  more. 

Shall  thoufands  and  ten  thoufands  breed. 
^4  Strong  fhall  our  lab'ring  oxen  grow, 

Nor  in  their  conftant  labour  faint ; 
Whilft  we  no  war  nor  flav'ry  know. 

And  in  our  ftreets  hear  no  complaint. 

T 


zi§  Psalm  CXLV. 

15  Thrice  happy  is  that  people's  cafe, 

"Whofc  various  bleflnigs  thus  abound  ; 
Who  God's  true  worlLip  ftlll  embrace, 
And  are  with  his  prote^flion  crown'd. 

PSALM      CXLV.      Cojmnon  metre. 
I,  2  r-pHEE  I  will  blefs,  my  God  and  King, 
^  ..X   _    Thy  endlefs  praile  proclaim  ; 
This  tribute  daily  I  will  bring, 
And  ever  blefs  tliy  Name. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  beyond  compare  art  great, 

And  highly  to  be  prais'd  ; 
Tliy  majefty,  with  boundlefs  height. 
Above  our  knowledge  rais'd. 

4  Renown'd  for  mighty  afts,  thy  fame 

To  future  time  extends  ; 
From  age  to  age  thy  glorious  Name 

Succeilively  defcends. 
,5,  6  Whilft  I  thy  glory  and  renown, 

And  wond'rous  works  exprefs. 
The  world  with  me  thy  might  lliall  ovvti, 

And  thy  great  pow'r  confefs. 

7  The  praife  that  to  thy  love  belongs, 

They  fhall  with  joy  proclaim  ; 
Thy  truth  of  all  their  grateful  fongs 
Shall  be  the  conftant  theme. 

8  The  Lord  is  good  ;  frefh  ads  of  grace 

His  pity  ftill  fuj)]ilies  ; 
His  anger  moves  witJi  flowefl:  pace, 
His  willing  mercy  ilies. 

9,  I  o  Thy  love  through  eartli  extends  its  fame. 
To  all  thy  VN^orks  expreft  ; 
Thefe  Ihow  thy  praife,  whilft  tliy  great  Name 
Is  by  thy  fervants  bleft. 

1 1  They,  with  a  glorious  profpeft  fir'd, 

Shall  of  thy  kingdom  fpeak  ; 
And  thy  great  pow'r,  by  all  admir'd. 
Their  lofty  fubjetfl  make. 

12  God's  glorious  works  of  ancient -date 

Shall  thus  to  all  be  known  ; 

,   And  thus  his  kingdom's  royal  ftate 

With  public  fplendor  fliown. 


Psalm  CXLVI.  219 

13  His  fte'dfaft  throne,  from  changes  fre?,' 
Shall  ftand  for  ever  fad  ; 
His  boundlefs  fway  no  end  fliall  fee, 
But  time  itfelf  outlaft. 

PART       II. 

14, 15  The  Lord  does  them  fupport  that  fall, 
And  mak'is  the  proftrate  rife  ; 
For  his  kind  aid  all  creatures  call, 
Who  timely  food  fupplies. 
1 6  Whate'er  their  various  wants  require, 
With  open  hand  he  gives ; 
And  fo  fulfils  the  j.uft  defire 
Of  ev'ry  thing  that  lives. 

17,  iR  How  holy  is  the  Lord,  how  juft, 
How  righteous  all  his  ways  ! 
How  nigh  to  him,  who  with  firm  trud 
For  his  affiftance  prays  ! 

19  He  grants  the  full  defires  of  thofe 

Who  him  with  fear  adore  ; 
And  will  their  trouble  foon  compofe, 
When  they  his  aid  implore. 

20  The  Lord  preferves  ail  thofe  with  care" 

Whom  grateful  love  employs  ; 
But  finners,  who  his  vengeance  dare, 
With  furious  rage  deftroys. 

2  I  My  time  to  come,  in  praifes  fpent, 

Shall  ftill  advance  his  fame  ; 
And  all  mankind,  with  one  confent, 
For  ever  blefs  his  NamiC. 

PSALM      CXLVI.     CGJnmcn  mitre. 

1,  2  /^  PRAISE  the  Lord,  snd  thou,  my  fovil,- 
V-/      For  ever  blefs  his  Name  : 
His  wond'rous  love,  while  life  (hall  laft, 
My  conflant  praife  (>.all  claim, 

3  On  kings,  the  greateft  fons  of  men, 

Let  none  for  aid  rely  ; 
They  cannot  fave  in  dang'rous  times, 
Nor  timely  help  apply. 

4  Depriv'd  o(  breath,  to  duft  they  turn, 

And  there  negleded  lie  \ 


2  20  Psalm  CXLVIL 

And  all  their  thoughts  and  vain  defigns 
I'ogether  with  them  die. 

5  Then  happy  he,  who  Jacob's  God 

For  his  proteftor  takes  ; 
"Who  dill,  with  well-plac'd  hope,  the  Lord 
Kis  conftant  refuge  makes. 

6  The  Lord,  who  made  both  heav'n  and  eartli, 

And  all  that,  they  contain, 
Will  never  quit  his  ftedfaft  truth. 
Nor  make  his  pi-omife  vain. 

7  The  poor,  oppreft,  from  all  their  wrongs 

Are  eas'd  by  hts  decree  ; 
lie  gives  the  hungry  needful  food,. 

And  fets  the  pris'ners  free, 
g  By  him  the  blind  receive  their  fight, 

The  weak  and  fali'n  he  rears  ; 
With  kind  regard  and  tender  love 

He  for  the  righteous  cares. 

9  The  ftrangers  he  preferves  from  harm. 

The  orphan  kindly  treats  ;  ■ 
Defends  the  widow,  and  the  wiles 
Of  wicked  men  defeats. 

10  The  God  that  does  in  Sion  dwell 

Is  our  eternal  King  :  ' 
From  age  to  age  his  reign  endures  ; 
Let  all  his  pralfes  fing. 

P  S  A  L  M     CXLVII.     Common  metre*. 

1  f^  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  hymns  of  joy, 
\_J      KvA  celebrate  his  fame  ! 

For  pleafant,  good,  and  comely  'tis 
To  praife  his  holy  Name. 

2  His  holy  city  God  will  build, 

Thoughdevell'd  with  the  ground  ;^ 
Bring  back  his  people,  though  difpers'd 
Tlmugh  all  the  nations  round.  ' 

7,  4  He  kindly  heals  the  broken  hearts, 
And  all'dieir  wounds  does  clofe  j 
He  tells  the  number  of  the  (lars, 
llieir  fev'ral  nam?s  he  knows. 


Psalm  CXLVII.  221 

J,  6  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  pow'r, 
His  wifdom  has  no  bour.d  ; 
The  meek  he  raifes,  and  throws  down 
The  wicked  to  the  ground. 

7  To  God,  the  Lord,  a  hymn  of  praife 

With  grateful  voices  fing  ; 
To  ibngs  of  triumph  tune  the  harp, 
And  ftrike  each  warbling  ftring. 

8  He  covers  heav'n  with  clouds,  and  thence 

Refrefhing  rain  bellows  ;  ■ 
Through  him,  on  mountain-tops,  the  grafs 
With  wond'rous  plenty  grows. 

9  He  favage  beafls,  that  Icofely  range, 

With  tim^ely  food  fupplies  ; 
He  feeds  the  ravens'  tender  brood. 
And  flops  their  hungry  cries. 

10  He  values  not  the  warlike  ilecd, 

But  does  his  ftrength  difdain  ; 
The  nimble  foot  that  fwiftly  runs 
No  prize  from  him  can  gain. 

1 X  But  he  to  him  that  fears  his  Name 
His  tender  love  extends  ; 
To  him  that  on  his  boundlefs  grace 
With  ftedfaft  hope  depends. 
12,  13  Let  Sion  and  Jerufalem 
To  God  their  praife  addrefs  ; 
Who  fenc'd  their  gates  with  ma/Ty  bars. 
And  does  their  children  blefs. 

14,  15  Through  all  their  borders  he  gives  peace, 
With  fined  wheat  they're  fed  ; 
He  fpeaks  the  word,  and  what  he  wills 
Is  done  as  foon  as  faid. 

16  Large  flakes  of  fnow,  like  fleecy  wool, 

Defcend  at  his^  command  ; 
And  hoary  froft,  like  afhes  fpread, 
Is  fcatter'd  o'er  the  lanid. 

17  When,  join'd  to  thefe,  he  does  his  hail 

In  little  morfels  break, 
Who  can  again  it  his  piercing  cold 
Secure  defences  make  ? 

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222  P3ALM    CXLVIIl. 

1 8  He  fends  his  word,  which  melts  the  ice  ; 
He  makes  his  wind  to  blow  ; 
And  foon  the  ftreams,  congeal'd  before. 
In  plenteous  currents  flow. 

i:g  By  him  his  ftafutes  and  decrees. 
To  Jacob's  fons  were  (liown  ; 
And  ftill  to  Ifrael's  chofen  feed 
Hi.5  righteous  laws  are  known, 
20  No  other  nation  this  can  boaft  j.. 
Nor  did  he  e'er  afford 
To  heatlien  lands  his  oracles,. 
And  knowledge  of  his  word. 

PSALM     CXLVIIL    Particular  mtr^-. 
i,  2  "\7"E  boundlefs  realms  of  joy, 
X     Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ; 
His  praife  your  fong  employ 
Above  the  ftarry  frame  : 
Your  voices  raife, 
Ye  Cherubim,, 
And  Seraphim, 
To  fmg  his  praife. 

3,  4  Thou  moon,  tliat  rul'il  the  night. 
And  fun,  that  guid'ft  the  day, 
Ye  glitt'ring  ftars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay  :. 
Hia  praife  declare, 
Ye  heav'ns  above, 
Ani  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 

5,  6  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
And  praife  his  holy  Name, 
By  whofe  Almighty  word 
They  all  from  nothing  came ;. 
And  allfhalllaft. 
From  changes  free  j 
His  firm>  decree 
Stands  ever  faft. 

7,  8  Let  earth  her  tribute  pay  ; 

Praife  him,  ye  dreadful  whales. 
And  fi-{h  that  through  the  fea 
Glide  fwift  with  ghtt'ring  fcales ; 


Psalm  CXLIX,.  223; 

Fire,  hail,  and  fnow, 
And  mifty  air, 
And  winds  that,  where 

He  bids  them,  blow. 

9,  lo  By  hills  and  mountains,  all 
In  grateful  concert  join'd  j 
By  cedars  (lately  tall, 
Ajid  trees  for  fruit  deiign'd  ;. 
By  ev'ry  beaft, 
And  creeping  thing. 
And  fowl  of  wing. 
His  Name  be  bleft. 

II,  12  Let  all  of  royal  birth, 

With  thofe  of  humbler  framcj,. 
And  judges  of  the  earth, 
His  matchlefs  praife  proclaim  : 
In  this  defign, 
Let  youths  with  maids. 
And  hoary  heads 
With  children  join. 

i^     United  zeal  be  fhown, 

His  wond'rous  fame  to  raife,. 
Whofe  glorious  Name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  praife  : 
Earth's  utmoft  ends 
His  pow'r  obey  ; 
His  glorious  fway 
The  fky  tranfcends. 

14     His  cHofen  faints  to  grace, 
He  fets  them  np  on  high. 
And  favours  Ifrael's  race, 
Who  dill  to  him  are  nigh  : 
O  therefore  raife 
Your  j![rateful  voice, 
And  dill  rejoice 

The  Lord  to  praife. 

PSALM     CXLIX.     Particular  mtrt-. 
1,2    r\  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord, 

\_/      Prepare  your  glud  voice,. 
Kis  praife  m  ;h-j  great 
Allembly  to  fin?  : 


224  Psalm  CL.. 

In  our  great  Creator 

Let  Ifrael  rejoice ; 
And  children  of  Sion 

Be  glad  in  their  King. 

3,  4.  Let  them  his  great  Name 

Extol  in  the  dance  ; 
With  timbrel  and  harp 

His  praifes  exprefs  ; 
Who  always  takes  pleafurt 

His  faints  to  advance, 
And  with  his  falvation 

The  humble  to  blefs. 

5,  6  With  glory  adorn'd. 

His  people  (hall  fmg 
To  God,  who  their  beds 

With  fafety  does  (hield  ; 
Their  mouths  fill'd  with  praifes 

Of  him,  thtir  ,Q;reat  King  ; 
Whilft  a  two-edged  fword 

Their  right-hand  fhall  wieU  l  - 

7,  8  Juft  vengeance  to  take 

For  injuries  part  ; 
To  punilh  thofe  lands  - 

For  ruin  defign'd  ; 
With  chains,  as  thvnr  captives, 

To  tie  their  kings  faft, 
With  fetters  of  iron 

Their  nobles  to  bind. 

a       Thus  ftiall  they  make  good, 

Waen  them  they  deftroy, 
The  dreadful  decree 

W^hich  God  does  proclaim  ; 
Such  honour  and  triumph 

His  faints  Hiall  enjoy  :  '      ' 

O  therefore  for  ever 

Exalt  his  great  Name. 

PSALM     CL.     Long  metre. 
,    ^^  PRALSE  the  Lord  in  that  blcft  place, 
\J    From  whence  his  goodnefs  largely  flows  ; 
Praife  him  in  heav'n,  v.'here  he  his  face, 
Uaveil'd,  in  pcrfcd  glory  ihows. 


Gloria  Patrt,  ^r.  225, 

2   Praife  liim  for  all  the  mighty  afts. 
Which  he  in  oar  behalf  has  done  ; 
His  kindnefs  this  return  exads, 

With  which'  our  praife  ftiould  equal  rvi\; 

»  Let  the  ftirill  trumpet's  warlike  voice 

Make  rocks  and  hills  his  praife  rebound  ;. 
Pn'Jfe  him  with  harp's  melodious  noife, 
And  gentle  pfilt'ry's  filver  found. 

4  Let  virgin  troops  foft  timbrels  bring, 

Andfome  with  graceful  motion  dance  j 
Let  inflruments  of  various  firings, 

V/ith  organs  join'd,  his  praife  advance. 

5  Let  them  who  jcyfid  hymns  compofe, 

To  cymbals  fet  their  fongs  of  praife  j 
Cymbals  of  common  ufe,  and  thofe 
That  loudly  found  on  folemn  days. 
,6  Let  all  that  vital,  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  does  to  them  afford, 
In  juft  returns  of  praife  employ  : 
Let  ev'ry  creature  praife  the  Lord. 

END  OF  THE  PSALMS. 


GLORIA     P  A  T  Pv  I,    i:fc. 


Common   Metre. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  fliall  be  evermore. 

To  be  fung  to  any  double  Tune  in  Coimnon  Metre^. 

TO  God,  our  benefa<Ror,  bring, 
The  tribute  of  your  praife  ; 
Too  fmall  for  an  almighty  King  ; 

But  all  that  we  can  raife. 
Glory  to  thee,  blefs'd  Three  in.  One, 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
As  was,  and  is,  and  fhall  be  donCj 
When  time  ftiall  l(e  no  ir^ore. 


226  Gloria  Patri,  ^r. 

LORD,  bJefs  tJiy  people,  who  to  thee 
Do  all  their  fafety  owe  ; 
Feed  thou  thy  flock,  and  raife  them  up. 
When  they  are  fallen  low. 

DELIGHT  to  blefs  thy  people,  Lord, 
Dei  end  and  luccour  them  ; 
Do  good  to  Zion,  build  the  walls 
^     Of  thy  Jerufalem. 

Long  Metrk. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft,  . 
The  God  whom  earth  and  heav'n  adore. 
Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old, 

Is  now,  and  fliall  be  evermore. 

THY  people  whom  thou  lov'ft,  delight 
To  blefs,  defend  and  fuccou»  them  j 
Do  good  to  Zion,  Lord,  and  build 
The  walls  of  thy  Jerufalem. 

OH  !   may  thy  church,  thy  turtle  dove, 
Mournful,  yet  chafle,  thy  pity  move  i  . 
To  birds  of  prey  expofe  her  not, 

Though  poor,  too  dear  to  be  forgot. 

Short  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  glory  be  ; 
As^twas,  and  is,  and  Ihall  be  fo 
To  all  eternity. 

LET  Zion  favour  find, 
Of  thy  good  will  afTui'd, 
And  thy  own  city  flouriih  long, 
By  lofty  walls  fecur'd. 


Particular  Metre. 
yfs  Pfahn  '^-jth.,  amilajipartofthe  li^th  Pfahn  Tune, 
'  j  "■  O  Eather,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
JL       The  Go.1  whom  heav'n's  triumphant  hoil,  , 
And  fufF'rin;^  fnints  on  earth  adcre, 
Be  glory  as  in  agts  paft, 
As  new  it  is,  and  ib  Ihall  laft, 

When  time  itfelf  muft  be  no  morew: . 


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COLLECTION 


OF 


HYMNS, 

MORE    PARTICULARLY   DESIGNED    FOR   THE   USE 
OF    THE 

WEST    SOCIETY 

IN 

BOSTON. 


Third  Edition. 


"  O  THOU  whose  pow'i'  o'er  moving  worlds  presides,! 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides. 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine. 
And  cheer  the  clouded  mind  with  light  divine. 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 
With  silent  confidence,  and  holy  rest  ; 
From  thee,  great  GOD,  we  spring,  to  thee  we  tend,j 
Path,  motive,  guide,  original,  and  end." 


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BOSTON : 

Printed  by  Belcher   ^5*  Armstrong)  No.  70, 

State  Street. 


1806. 


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HYMNS. 


HYMN   I. 

Tolei'ation. 

1. 

ALL  knowing  God,  'tis  thine  to  know 
The  springs,  whence  wrong  opinions  flow 
To  judge,  from  principles  within, 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2. 
Who,  among  men,  high  Lord  of  all. 
Thy  servants  to  his  bar  may  call  ; 
Decide  of  heresy,  and  shake 
A  brother  o'er  the  flaming  lake  ? 

3. 
Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  '? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Revering  thy  command  alone. 
We  humbly  seek  and  use  our  own. 

4. 
If  wrong,  forgive  ;  accept,  if  right  ? 
While  faithful  we  obey  our  light, 
And  cens'ring  none,  are  zealous  still 
To  follow  as  to  learn  thy  will. 

5. 
When  shall  our  happy  eyes  behold 
Thy  people  fashion'd  in  thy  mould; 
And  charity  our  lineage  prove 
Deriv'd  from  thee,  O  God  of  love  ? 
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HYMN    IL 

Persecution. 

1. 

ABSURD  and  \  ain  attempt !  to  bind 
With  iron  chains,  the  free-born  mind  ; 
To  force  conviction,  and  reclaim 
The  wand'ring  by  destructive  flame : 

Bold  arrogance  !  to  snatch  from  Heav'n 
Dominion  not  to  mortals  giv'n : 
O'er  conscience  to  usurp  the  throne, 
Accountable  to  God  alone. 

3. 
Mad  zeal !  that  witli  hell-fury  burns, 
The  rights  of  God  and  man  o'erturns  ; 
Whose  blind  presumption  sanctifies 
Murders,  rebellions,  plots,  and  lies. 

4. 
That  fills  the  world  with  blood  and  woe, 
That  hurls  down  kingdoms  at  a  blow, 
That  butchers  souls,  and  peoples  hell 
'With  converts  which  its  arms  compel. 

5. 
Thus  Rome  asserts  her  proud  decrees, 
Knforc'd  by  fierce  anathemas  ; 
And  weakens  vengeance,  to  devour 
The  foes  of  anti-christian  pow'n 

6. 
Jesus,  thy  gentle  law  of  love 
Does  no  such  cruelties  approve  : 
Mild  as  thyself,  thy  doctrine  wields 
No  arms,  but  wlwt  persuasion  yields. 


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7. 
By  proofs  divine,  and  reason  strong, 
It'draws  the  willing  soul  along  ; 
And  conquests  to  thy  church  acquires, 
Bv  eloquence  which  hca^  'n  inspires. 

8. 
O  happy,  who  are  thus  compell'd 
To  the  rich  feast  by  Jesus  held  ; 
May  we  our  blessings  know  ;  and  prize 
The  light  which  liberty  supplies. 


HYMN   III. 

IVisdom's  Expostulatio7i  tvith  Sinners^ 

1. 

J'TT^IS  Wisdom's  earnest  cry  ; 
X     Wisdom  the  voice  of  God, 
To  young  and  old,  the  low  and  high, 
Utters  his  will  abroad. 

2. 
Within  the  human  breast, 
Her  strong  monitions  plead, 
She  thunders  her  divine  protest, 
Against  th'  unrighteous  deed. 

3. 
Within  the  holy  place  , 

She  calls  with  open  arms  ; 
* '  How  long  ye  fools  will  ye  embrace 
'*  Folly's  deceiving  charms. 

4. 
**  The  race  of  man  I  love, 

In  mercy  I  chastise  : 
Severely  faithful  I  reprove  ; 
Hear,  mortals,  and  be  wise. 


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5. 

"  My  house,  a  royal  pile, 
"  Invites  you  through  its.  gate, 
'*  O  leave  the  wilds  of  sin  and  guile, 
*'  And  enter,    ere  too  late. 

6. 
'*  My  joys,  unsensual,  taste  ; 
''  Come,  drink  of  Wisdom's  wine. 
**  No  sorrow  poisons  my  repast, 
' '  The  banquet  is  divine. 

7, 
*'  Honor  and  peace,  with  mc, 
''  And  life  immortal  dwell. 
Your  ways  of  woe  and  infamy 
"  Take  hold  of  death  and  hell." 


HYxMN   IV. 

The  Penitent, 

1. 

YOUR  flowing  urns,  ye  fountains,  lend^ 
To  fill  these  failing  eyes  ; 
While  mourning  in  the  dust  I  bend, 
Till  mercy  bid  me  rise. 

2. 
Yes,  I  have  known,  from  childhood  known. 

My  God,  thy  holy  will  : 
Too  negligent,  I  blushing  own. 
Thy  orders  to  fulfil. 


3. 


Thy  friendly  voice,  without,  within, 

In  clearest  warnings  spake  : 
"  There  winds  the  way  of  death  and  sin 

"  The  path  of  glory  take," 


4. 
Unheeding  what  thy  voice  advis'd, 

I  went  perversely  wrong  ; 
The  caution  and  the  hope  despis'd, 

And  madly  rush'd  along. 

5. 
Sometimes  I  paus'd,  and  sighing  said, 

I  will  these  ways  forsake. 
Soon,  by  some  headstrong  lust  o'ersway'd, 

The  feeble  vow  I  break. 

6. 
Ah  !  whither  has  my  folly  rov'd  ? 

Lost  on  perdition's  ground. 
From  thy  still  waters  far  remov'd, 

What  pasture  have  I  found  ? 

7.. 
Wand'ring  for  rest,  where  rest  is  none, 

By  guilt  and  fear  pursu'd ; 
Idle,  employed,  in  crowds,  alone, 

Sad  images  I  vicw'd. 

8.. 
Was  this  the  great  and  good  design, 

For  which  I  saw  the  day  ? 
Was  reason  giv'n,  that  beam  divine, 

Thus  to  be  flung  away  ? 

9. 
Ingrate,  thy  blessings  I  misusM, 

O,  thou  long- suff 'ring  Lord, 
Thy  law  contemn'd  and  grace  abus'd- 

Demand  thy  damning  word. 


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HYMN  V. 

C/iristiafi  Privileges  and  Obligations. 

1. 

DOST  thou  my  worthless  name  record 
Free  of  thy  holy  city,  Lord  ? 
Am  I,  a  sinner,  call'd  to  share 
The  precious  privileges  there  ? 

2. 
Art  thou,  my  king,  my  father  styl'd  ? 
And  I,  thy  servant  and  thy  child  ? 
While  more  than  half  the  human  race 
Are  aliens  fi'om  thy  Zion's  grace. 

3. 
Lo,  wretched  millions  draw  their  breath 
In  lands  of  ignorance  and  death  : 
But  I  enjoy  my  line  of  time, 
Within  thy  gospel's  favorite  clime. 

4., 
Pardon  assur'd,  and  heaven  display'd, 
Banish  my  fears,  my  hopes  persuade  : 
And  precepts,  plentiful  and  clear, 
Through  life  my  dang'rous  voyage  steer, 

5. 
Shall  I  receive  diis  grace  in  vain  ? 
Shall  I  my  great  vocation  stain  ? 
A^vay,  ye  works  in  darkness  wrought  ; 
Away,  each  mean  and  wanton  thought. 

6. 
My  soul,    I  charge  thee  to  excel 
fn  thinking  right  and  acdng  \\^  ; 
Deep,  deep  thy  searching  pow'rs  engage,, 
Unbiass'd,  in  the  heav'nJDorn  page. 


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7. 
Heighten  the  force  of  good  desire, 
To  deeds  of  shining  worth  aspire  ;. 
More  firm  in  fortitude,  despise 
The  world's  seducing  vanities. 

8. 
Strong  and  more  strong,  thy  passions  rule 
Advancing  still  in  virtue's  school  ; 
Contending  still  with  noble  strife, 
To  emulate  thy  Saviour's  life. 


HYMN  VI. 

Benefit  of  early  Piety. 

1. 

COME,  children,  learn  the  heav'nly  art^ 
To  make  your  growing  years 
All  happy,  and  defend  your  heart 
From  guilt,  distress,  and  fears. 

3. 
Remember  him  wlio  gave  you  breath. 

Remember  him  who  dy*d 
To  save  you  from  eternal  death  : 
His  precepts  be  your  guide. 

3. 
What  ornaments  a  young  man  grace. 

In  piety  approv'd  ! 
How  lovely  virtue's  blooming  face  I 
By  God  and  man  belov'd. 
4. 
Virtue  in  early  youth  begun 

The  man  widi  case  pi^rsues  ; 
And  when  his  mortal  course  is  run, 
In  hcav'n  his  life  renews. 


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5. 

Fond  parents  with  religious  care 

Your  tender  offspring  train  : 
Warn  them  of  ev'ry  ambush'd  snare, 

And  sow  the  pious  grain^^ 

6. 
Thus  the  great  Father  gives  command, 

Thus  speaks  a  parent's  love. 
Know,  judgment's  awful  day  at  hand, 

Your  faithfulness  will  prove. 


HYMN   VII. 

The  Vow. 

MY  heart  is  fix'd,  the  firm  decree 
Is  ratify 'd  within  my  breast. 
1  vow  my  soul,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
In  thee  alone  I. seek  my  rest. 

2.. 
Adieu,  ye  vain  desires,  adieu  ; 

Ye  lusts  of  every  name,  farewel  : 
I  bar  all  fellowship  with  you, 
I  mean  no  more  to  live  for  helL  . 

..."  ^•' 

In  dissipation's  magic  ground^ 

In  busy  scenes  of  toil  and  care, 
What  pleasures,  or  what  gains  are  found, 

Which  may  with  thine,  O  Lord,  compare  '-* 

4. 
Pleasures,  which  yield  no  peace,  I  leave  ; 

Wealth  but  a  spoil  for  death,  I  spurn  ; 
Hopes  I  embrace  which  ne'er  deceive, 

Jor  wealth  which  aeyer  die%  I  burn. 


5. 
To  faith's  heroic  war  I  rise, 

Nor  dread  my  strong  aiid  wily  foes ; 
Safe  ill  the  arms  thy  word  siippUes, 

Led  bv  the  wisdom  it  bestows. 


HYMN  VIII. 

Prayer* 

1. 

OUR  Father,  thron'd  above  the  skies, 
To  thee  my  empty  hands  I  spread. 
Thy  child  of  dust  beneath  thee  lies, 
Who  asks  thy  blessing  on  his  head. 

2. 
Let  mercy  all  my  sins  dispel. 

As  a  dark  cloud  before  the  beam. 
My  soul  from  bondage  and  from  hell, 
To  liberty  and  life  redeem. 

3. 
With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 

In  that  august  and  precious  name 
By  thee  ordain'd,  I  now  draw  near; 

And  would  the  promis'd  blessing  clainK 

4. 
On  thy  good  promises  I  lean, 

Thy  truth  can  never,  never  fail  ; 
Though  stedfast  earth  and  heav'n's  great  scene 
Shall  perish  like  an  ev'ning  tale. 

5. 
Will  not  an  earthly  parent  feel 

The  cravings  of  his  child  in  need  ! 
Will  he  present  a  piece  of  steel 
For  bread,  his  hungry  mouth  to  feed  ? 


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6. 
Ourheav'niy  Father,  how  much  more 
Will  thy  divme  compassions  rise  ; 
And  open  thy  unbounded  store, 
To  satisfy  thy  children's  cries  ? 

7. 
Yes,  I  will  ask,  and  seek,  and  press. 
For  gracious  audience,  to  thy  seat ; 
Still  hoping,  waiting,  for  success, 
If  persevering  to  mtreat. 

8. 
For  Jesusj  in  his  faithful  word, 

The  patient  supplicant  has  bless'd  :. 
And  all  thy  saints,  with  sweet  accord. 
The  prevalence  of  pray'r  attest. 


HYiMN  IX. 

Confession, 

1. 

OGOD,  the  holy  and  the  just. 
Look  not  with  anger's  flashing  eye, 
Behold  me  prostrate  in  the  dust. 
Here  a  lamenting  sinner's  sigh.- 

2. 
My  sins  like  ocean's  sands  abound, 

My  sins  are  stain'd  with  crimson  hue  : 
Their  burden  sinks  me  to  the  ground, 
■   To  heav'n  I  dare  not  lift  mv  view. 

3. 
Above  the  fowls  that  swim  in  air. 

Above  the  beasts  which  graze  below ; 
Reason,  thy  noble  gift  I  share  : 
By  reason  taught,  the  laws  I  know. 


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4. 
How  blest !   if  I  to  reason's  voice 

Had  yielded  an  obeying  ear  : 
Eiest  !  if  thy  ^\i\\  had  been  my  choice. 
Thou  mv  delight,  and  thou  my  fear. 

5. 
But  oh  !  the  passions  in  my  frame, 
In^\Tought  by  thee  for  wisest  end. 
With  blindfold,  violence  o'ercame 

Reason,  and  conscience,  reason's  friend. 

6. 
In  reason's  aid  thy  gospel  strove, 
I  heeded  not,  but  onward  ran  : 
The  ways  of  ruin  were  my  love, 
O  what  a  stubborn  thing  is  man  t 

7. 
Lord,  I  am  worthy  to  receive 

The  dreadful  sentence,  *'  Thou  shalt  die  :" 
I    But  ere  the  fatal  stroke  thou  give, 
O  turn  thy  face  to  Calvar)% 


HYMN    X. 

Transient  Goodness. 

1. 

WHERE,  O  my  soul,  O  Where 
Thy  image  shall  I  view  ? 
In  the  light  cloud  which  melts  in  air, 
Or  in  the  early  dew. 

2. 
This  hour,  with  flowing  tears 
My  follies  I  bewail  : 
The  nex,t,  my  heart  a  waste  appears, 
Where  all  the  fountains  fail. 


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3. 

Now,    as  the  wax  in  flame 

Dissolves,  and  takes  the  seal  : 
The  tend'rest  touch  of  grief  and  shame 

Alternately  I  feel. 

4. 

To  day,  her  glimmering  light 

Hope  kindles  in  my  breast  : 
The  morrow,  with  despair's  black  night, 

Has  all  my  soul  opprest. 

5. 

O  my  unstedfast  mind, 

Tost  between  good  and  ill  ! 
With  steady  course  the  brutal  kind 

Their  Maker's  laws  fulfil, 

6. 

O  miserable  state 

Of  hope  by  fear  subdu'd  ! 
On  thee,  O  Lord,  for  help  I  wait ; 

Fix,  fix,  my  soul  in  good. 


HYMN   XI. 

Thariksgiving* 

\. 

YES — it  was  Thou,  whose  gracious  care 
Educ'd  me  from  the  womb. 
Sent  me  to  drink  thy  healthful  air, 
And  nurs'd  my  tender  bloom. 

2. 
Thy  gentle  hand  my  feet  upheld, 
In  childliood's  slippery  way  ; 
Ere  yet  my  tongue  thy  name  had  spell'd, 
Thy  name  was  all  my  stav. 


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3. 
My  ripening  years  were  still  pursu'd 

With  mercies  from  above  : 
Thy  bounty  raiment  gave,  and  food, 

And  loatled  me  with  love. 

4. 
If  trouble's  heavy  arm  was  near, 

Thy  pity  felt  my  sigh  ; 
Knew  all  my  sorrow,  all  my  fear, 

And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

5. 
When  I  behold  yon  azure  space, 

Spangled  with  stars,  and  see 
Th'  imperial  moon's  refulgent  face, 

Wond'ring,  I  think  on  thee. 

6. 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  man  should  gain 

Thy  condescending   view  ? 
That  e'er  thy  majesty  should  deign 

Such  favour  to  renev/'? 

JT. 

And  what  am  I,  least  \Aorthy  I 

Of  all  who  creep  below, 
That  thou  wilt  pass  my  follies  by, 

And  so  much  goodness  show  ? 

8. 
O  summon  thy  whole  strength,  my  soul, 

To  bless  thy  God  alone. 
O  memory,  all  his  boons  enrol ; 

I  charge  thee,  lose  not  one* 


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HYMN    XII. 

Self  Dependeiiae. 

1. 

GOD  reigns  :    events  in  order  flow, 
Mail's Jndustry  to  guide; 
But  in  a  difF'rent  channel  go, 
To  humble  human  pride. 

2. 
The  sAvift  not  ahva}^s,  in  the  race, 
Shall  seize  the  crowning  prize  : 
Not  always  wealth  and  honour  grace 
The  labour  of  the  wise.  ^ 

3. 
Fond  mortals  but  themselves  beguile, 

While  on  themselves  they  rest ; 
Bhiid  is  their  wisdom,  weak  their  toil, 
By  thee,  O  Lord,  unblest. 

4. 
Go,  husbandman,  the  soil  prepare, 

Cast  in  the  precious  grain. 
To  thee  belongs  the  sun  and  air? 
Dost  thou  command  the  rain  ? 

5. 
Ye  crafty,   scheme  }^our  A\inding  way, 

God  shall  confound  your  skill ; 
Know,  time  and  accident  obey 
His  all  directing   will. 

6. 
Evil  and  good  before  him  stand. 

His  mission  to  perform ; 
The  blessing  comes  at  his  command, 
At  his  command  the  storm. 


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7.       . 
O  Lord,  in  all  our  ways  we'll  own 

Th}-  providential  power; 
Intrusting  to  thy  care  alone, 

The  lot  of  every  hour. 


HYMN   XIII. 

The  Importance  of  Time: 

1. 

TIME,  time,  how  few  thy  value  weigh ! 
How  few  will   estimate  a  day  ! 
Days,  months  and  years  keep  rolling  on, 
The  soul  neglected  and  undone. 

2. 
In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joys, 
Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys  : 
While  death  stands  watching  at  our  side, 
Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 

3. 
Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 
The  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place? 
Was  it  for  this,  his  thought  design'd 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 

4. 
For  lofty  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashion'd  you  the  sons  of  time ; 
Pilgrims  of  time,  ere  long  to  be 
The  dwellers  in  eternity. 

5.  ' 
This  season  of  your  being,  know. 
Is  portion'd  you  your  deeds  to  sow. 
Wisdom's  and  folly's  diftering  grain, 
In  future  worlds  is  bliss  and  pain. 


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6. 
Be  warn'd.      Each  night  the  clay  review, 
Idle,  or  busy  ;    search  it  through : 
And  while  probation's  minutes  last, 
Let  every  day  amend  the  past. 


HYMN  XIV. 

Pride. 

1. 

O  PRIDE,  thou,  dropsy  of  the  mind, 
Of  self  delusion  born, 
Hateful  to  God,  by  all  mankind 
In  others  seen  with  scorn. 

2. 
Shall  sinnmg  man,  O  Lord,  presume 

To  glory  in  thy  sight? 
Himself  on  his  own  virtues  plume  ? 
And  claim  thy  heav'n  bv  right. 

3. 
I  boast  of  none,  in  none  I  trust, 

For  mercy.  Lord,  I  sue, 
Ah  !    were  my  judge  severely  just, 
Perdition  is  my  due, 

4. 
Shall  mortal  man,  so  blind  and  weak. 

On  his  own  pow'rs  depend? 
In  thee  I  hope,  thy  blessing  seek, 
O  guide  me  and  defend. 

5. 
Shall  man  his  brother  man  despise, 

Vain  of  excelling  worth  ? 
And  vicAv  askance,  with  haughty  eyes, 
His  fellow  worm  of  earth  ? 


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6. 

Who  made  my  birth,  or  station,  high? 

Another's  mean  and  low? 
Who  made  that  poor  man's  cup  so  dry  ? 

But  mine  to  overflow? 

7. 
My  pride  shall  nobler  talents  swell  ? 

Who  made  yon  ideots  small? 
Who  gave  me  talents  to  excel? 

Who,  but  the  God  of  all  ?  , 

8, 
O  come  meek-eyed  humility, 

Come  dvv'ell  within  my  breast, 
Thus,  Jesus,  I  would  learn  of  thee,. 

And  feel  thy  promi^'d  rest» 


HYMN  XV. 

Anger  and  Meekness. 

1. 

MARK,  when  tempestuous  winds  arise. 
The  wild  confusion  and  uproai-  ; 
All  ocean  mixing  with  the  skies. 

And  shipwrecks  dash'd  upon  the  shore. 

2.. 
Not  less  confusion  racks  the  mind^ 

By  its  own  fierce  ideas  tost ; 
When  reason  is  to  rage  resign'd, 
And  in  the  whirl  of  passion  lost. 

3. 
O  self-tormenting  child  of  Pride, 

Anger,  bred  up  in  hate  and  strife  ; 
Ten  thousand  ills  by  thee  supply 'd, 
Mingle  the  cup  of  bitter  life. 
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Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 

Serene  as  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 

Enjovs  on  earth  celestial  day. 

5. 
No  friendships  broke  their  bosoms  sting. 

No  jars  their  peaceful  tents  invade, 
Safe  underneath  Almighty  wing, 

And,  foes  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

6. 
Spirit  of  Grace,  all  meek  and  mild, 

With  thy  whole  self  our  souls  possess : 
Passion  and  pride  be  hence  exil'd, 

So  shall  our  frame  thy  own  express. 


HYMN    XVI. 

Hypocrisij  towards  Man. 

1. 

CONDITION  hard  of  social  life. 
When  lo\'e  and  prudence  are  at  strife  ! 
While  that  the  kindest  thoughts  inspires. 
This  caution  and  distrust  requires. 

2. 
Falsehood  alas  !   too  oft  we  meet, 
And  for  a  friend  a  Joab  greet : 
With  smiles  and  softest  speech  carest, 
We  feel  the  poinard  in  our  breast. 

3. 
There  are,  who,  in  my  happy  days. 
Will  eat  my  bread  and  sound  my  praise  : 
But  when  my  festal  times  are  o'er. 
Shun,  as  they  would  the  plague,  my  door. 


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4. 
There  is,  whose  heart  I  fondly  thought 
In  the  same  mould  with  mine  was  wrought; 
To  whom  my  secret  I  unclos'd, 
And  my  whole  naked  soul  expos'd. 

5. 
Ere  long  his  falseliood  he  betray'd ; 
He  publish'd  counsels  of  the  shade 
On  the  house-top  :    Yea,  join'd  my  foe. 
And  wo\'e  the  plot  to  lav  me  lo^^". 

•  6. 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove  ! 
Far  from  all  traitors  I'd  remove  : 
And  in  some  lonely,  harmless  wild, 
Dwell  there  unknown  and  unbeguii'd. 

7. 
O  rather,  Lord,  thy  servant  give, 
In  love  and  wisdom  here  to  live ; 
Till  thou  indulge  me  a  release. 
To  thy  own  world  of  truth  and  peace. 


HYMN    XVII. 

Inoffensiveness, 

1. 

WHILE  in  this  world  I  dwcU, 
The  paths  of  sin  I'll  fear ; 
And,  pond'ring  all  my  goings  well, 
Walk  inoffensive  here. 

2. 
My  ev'ry  step  I'll  aim, 
As  warn'd  by  wisdom's  zeal ; 
Lest  e'er,  O  Lord,  thy  holy  name 
By  me  a  v.ound  should  feel. 


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3. 

To  me  let  no  man  owe 

His  hatred  of  thy  ways. 
From  me  let  no  man's  sorrow  flow> 

The  guilt  of  no  man's  days. 

4. 

Nor  will  I  rashly  draw 

Man's  vengeance  on  my  head. 
By  warmth  untimely,  when  thy  law 

Under  their  feet  they  tread. 

5. 

Thus  blameless  may  I  live, 

Thus  grace  the  faith  I  own  ; 
Thus  win  ev'n  infidels  to  give 

Due  honours  to  thy  throne. 


HYMN  XVni. 

Christian  Patience  a?td  Fortitude. 

1. 

FATHER  of  lights,  my  footsteps  guide, 
Along  the  dang'rous  path  I  tread  i 
Ne'er  suffer  me  to  turn  aside, 
By  error  or  by  sin  misled.. 
/  2.. 

While  tlie  mad  world  around  me  spend. 

Their  days  in  folly  or  in  crime; 
O  that  my  feet  may  always  tend 
To  wise  redemption  of  my  time  ! 

3. 
With  truth  illuminate  my  mind, 

Inspii'e  ^vith  fortitude  my  heart  : 
Ne'er  let  me  wander  with  the  blind, 
Nor  waver  in  the  Christian's  part. 


4. 

Fashion  and  crowds  conspire  in  vain, 
To  shake  the  firmness  of  my  soul, 

All  your  allurements  I  disdain,  • 
God  only  shall  my  choice  controul. 


HYMN    XIX. 

Justice. 

» 

1. 

FORBID  it  heaven  !  that  e'er  I  eat 
The  bread  of  craftiness  and  UTong  : 
A  curse  would  poison  all  my  meat, 
As  fatal  as  the  viper's  tongue. 

2. 
I  ne'er  will  raise  a  poor  man's  sigh, 

His  hire  shall  never  swell  my  store, 
I  dread  the  poor  man's  plaintive  cry, 
I  fear  the  father  of  the  poor. 

3. 
If  I  in  darkness  (base  misdeed!) 

Assassinate  my  neighbour's  fame; 
By  me  if  innocency  bleed, 

Cancel  from  ciirth  my  hated  name. 

4. 
Ah!  no;  let  me  with  strong  delight 

To  all  the  tax  of  duty  pay ; 
Tender  of  every  social  right. 
Revering  thy  ail-righteous  sway. 

5. 
Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forget, 

In  worlds  -where  every  virtue  shares 
High  recompence  ;  though  not  of  debt. 
But  which  thy  bounteous  gi'ace  prep^ires. 


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HYMN   XX. 

Mercy. 

1. 

BEHOLD  a  wretch  in  woe, 
A  brother  mortal  mourns : 
My  eyes  A^ith  tears,  for  tears,  o'erflow, 
My  heart  his  sighs  returns, 

2. 
I  hear  the  thirsty  cry, 
The  fomish'd  beg  for  bread : 
O  let  my  spring  its  stream  supply, 
My  hand  it's  bounty  shed. 

3. 
Lo,  the  poor  debtor  sues, 
Pale  at  the  penal  threat, 
A  starving  family  he  shews ; 
I  cancel  all  the  debt. 

4. 
And  shall  not  wrath  relent, 
Touch'd  by  that  humble  strain, 
My  brother  crying,   "  I  repent, 
"Nor  will  offend  again?" 

5. 
How  else,  on  sprightly  wing. 
Can  hope  bear  high  my  pray'r 
Up  to  thy  throne,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  plead  for  pardon  there.   ^ 

6. 
The  pitiful  and  kind 
Thy  pit}^  will  repay, 
Vv'ith  thee  shall  the  forgi\ing  find 
A  sweet  forgiving  day. 


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But  justice  lifts  her  scale, 
And  shakes  her  rod  on  high  : 
Nor  pray'rs,  npr  sighs,  nor  tears  avail 
The  sons  of  cruelty. 

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f  .  HYMN    XXI. 

t  Humility. 

First  Part. 
1. 

WAS  pride,  alas  !  e'er  made  for  man ? 
Blind,  erring,  guilty  creature  he, 
His  birth  the  dust,  his  life  a  span, 
Plis  wisdom  less  than  \'auity. 

2. 

^If  wealth  and  pow'r  and  dazzling  rays 

And  pageant  state  this  nothing  dress; 
On  the  fair  idol  shall  we  gaze, 
And  envy  that  as  happiness? 

3. 

Jesus,  by  thy  instruction  taught, 
Our  foolish  passions  are  represt : 

We  blush  at  our  misguided  thought, 
And  see  and  call  the  humble  blest. 

4. 
To  know  ourselves,  to  learn  of  thee, 

And  bend  our  necks  beneath  thy  throne, 
Thus  dictates  wise  humility, 

This  makes  the  wealth  of  heav'n  our  o^^•la. 


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HYMN    XXII. 

Humility: 
Second  Part. 

1, 

BLEST  men  of  lowly  mind, 
In  self- opinion  poor  ; 
For  you  what  honour  is  design'd  ! 
For  you,  what  princely^  store  ! 

2, 
In  time's  short  joys  and  sighs, 
Thankful  or  meekly  still ; 
Whate'er  he  gives  you,  or  denies, 
You  love  your  Father's  will. 

3. 
The  high  and  holy  One, 
Who  all  his  works  surveys, 
Mai'ks  you,  from  his  eternal  throne. 
As  temples  to  his  praise. 

4. 
To  you,  to  you  he  bends 
His  condescending  ear ; 
To  you  his  pow'rful  arm  extends. 
In  ev'ry  want  and  fear. 

5. 
From  your  misgiving  breast 
Sad  diffidence  remove  : 
Why,  children,  aie  your  souls  deprest  ? 
Why  doubt  your  Father's  love  ? 

6. 
With  mildness  in  his  face. 
Your  weaknesses  he  views. 
To  humble  worshippers,  his  grace 
He  never  will  refuse. 


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7. 
From  the  proud  pharisee 
His  countenance  he  turns : 
But  will  not  with  displeasure  see 
A  publican  who  mourns. 


HYMN  xxnr. 

The  Invitation  of  the  GospeL 

1. 

LET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  somids, 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2. 
Ho  !  all  ye  hungry  starving  souls. 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind. 

3. 
Eternal  wisdom  has  prepai''d 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites, 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4. 
Ho!  ye  who  pant  for  living  streams. 

And  pine  away  and  die ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst. 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5. 
Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 
In  a  rich  ocean  join  : 

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Sah^ation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6. 
[^    Ye  perishing  and  naked  poor, 
i  Who  ^vork  with  mighty  pain,' 

To  Avea\x  a  garment  of  your  own, 
That  will  not  hide  your  sin. 

7. 
Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  souls, 

In  robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dy'd  in  his  own  blood. 

8. 
Jesus  !  the  treasures  of  thy  love, 

Are  everlasting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

9. 
The  happy  gates  of  gospel-grace. 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  aAvay. 


HYMN  XXIV. 

The  Dying  Saint.        ..-.., 

1. 

WHEN  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er; 
How  calm  he  meets  the  friendly  shore, 
Who  liv'd  averse  to  sin. 
Such  peace  on  virtue's  paths  attends, 
That  where  the  sinner's  pleasure  ends. 
The  good  man's  joys  begin. 


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5 
See  smiling  patience  smooth  his  brow  1 
See  bending  angels  downward  bow  I 

To  lift  his  soul  on  high  ; 
While  eager  for  the  blest  abode, 
He  joins  ^dth  them  to  praise  the  God, 

Who  taught  him  how  to  die. 

3. 
The  horrors  of  the  grave  and  hell, 
Those  horrors  which  the  wicked  feel, 

In  vain  their  gloom  display  ; 
For  he  who  bids  yon  comet  burn, 
Or,  makes  the  night  descend,  can  turn 

Their  darkness  into  day. 

4. 
No  sorrow  drowns  his  lifted  eyes, 
No  horror  wrests  tlie  struggling  sighs, 

As  from  the  sinner's  breast ; 
His  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love. 
Pours  kindly  solace  from  above. 

And  heals  his  soul  with  rest, 

5. 
O  grant  my  Saviour,  and  my  friend, 
Such  joys  may  gild  my  peaceful  end, 

And  calm  my  evening  close; 
While  loos'd  from  cv'ry  earth./  tie. 
With  steady  confidence  I  fly 

To  him,  from  whence  I  rose. 

HYMN  XXV. 


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The  Ignorance  of  Man. 
1. 
EHOLD  yon  new-born  infant  griev'd 
With  hunger,  thirst  and  pain; 


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That  asks  to  have  the  wants  reliev'd, 

It  knows  not  to  explain. 

2. 
Aloud  the  speechless  suppliant  cries, 

And  utters,  as  it  can,  • 
The  woes  that  in  its  bosom  rise, 

And  speak  its  nature,  Man. 


3. 


That  infant,  whose  advancing  hour 

Life's  various  sorrows  try, 
(Sad  proof  of  sin's  transmissive  pow'r) 
That  infant,  Lord,  am  L 

4. 
A  childhood  yet,  my  thoughts  confess, 

Though  long  in  years  mature ; 
Unknowing  whence  I  feel  distress, 
And  where,  or  what  its  cure. 

5. 
Author  of  good,  to  thee  I  turn  ; 

Thy  ever  wakeful  eye 
Alone  can  all  my  wants  discern  ; 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

6. 
O  let  thy  fear  Avithin  me  dwell. 
Thy  love  my  footsteps  guide, 
That  lo\e  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear,  all  fears  beside. 

7. 
And  O,  by  error's  force  subdu'd, 

Since  oft  my  stubborn  will 
Prepost'rous  shuns  the  latent  good. 
And  grasps  the  specious  ill. 


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8. 
Not  to  my  -W'hh,  but  to  my  want, 

Do  thou  thy  gifts  apply  : 
Unask'd,  what  good  thou  knowest,  gi*ant, 

What  ill,  though  ask'd,  deny. 


HYMN    XXVI. 

Praise. 
1. 

PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy. 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2. 

For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield, 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
For  the  generous  olive's  use. 

3. 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripen'd  grain  ; 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fatt'ning  dews,. 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  : 

4. 
All  th^t  Spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 
All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'crflowing  stores  : 

5.' 
These  to  thee,  my  God,  we  owe ; 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow  : 
And  for  these,  my  soul  shall  raise, 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

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6. 

Yet,  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear, 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  her  green  untimely  fruit  ; 

7. 
Sliould  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store  ; 
Though  the  sick'ning  flocks  should  fall. 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall  ; 

8. 
Should  thine  alter'd  hand  restrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain  ; 
Blast  each  opening  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy ; 

9. 
Yet  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful  vows,  and  solemn  praise; 
And,  when  every  blessing's  flown,, 
LoA'e  thee — for  thyself  alone. 


HYMN    XXVII. 

For  Sabbath  Day. 

1. 

AGAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray  ; 
Unseals  the  eye-lids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2. 
O  wha*:  a  night  was  that,  which  wrap'd 
The  heathen  ^^'orld  in  gloom  ! 


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O  what  a  sun  which  broke  this  day. 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 


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This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid,. 

And  loud  hosahnas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  ev'ry  heart, 

And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4.. 
Ten  thousand  diff 'ring  lips  shall  join, 

To  hail  this  \velcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wingSj 

To  nations  yet  unborn. 

5. 
Jesus,  the  friend  of  human  kind, 

With  strong  compassion  mov'd, 
Descended  like  a  pitying  God, 

To  save  the  souls  he  lov'd. 

6,. 
The  pow'rs  of  darkness  leagu'd  in  vain 

To  bind  his  soul  in  death  ; 
He  shook  their  kingdom  \vhcn  he  fell, 

With  his  expiring  breath. 

7. 
Not  long  the  toils  of  hell  could  keep 

The  hope  of  Judah's  line ; 
Corruption  never  could  take  hold 

On  aught  so  much  divine. 

8. 
And  now  his  conquering  chariot  wheels 

Ascend  the  lofty  skies; 
While  broke,  beneath  his  pow'rful  cross, 

De.itli'o  iron  sceptre  lies. 


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Exalted  high  at  God's  right  hand, 

And  Lord  of  all  below, 
Through  him  is  pai'd'ning  love  dispens'd, 

And  boundless  blessings  flow. 

10. 
And  still  for  erring,  guilty  man, 

A  brother's  pity  flows ; 
And  still  his  bleeding  heart  is  touch'd 

With  mem'ry  of  our  woes. 

11. 
To  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  King^ 

Glad  homage  let  me  give  ; 
And  stand  prepar'd  like  thee  to  die, 

With  thee  that  I  may  live. 


HYMN  XXVIIL 

7b  the   invisible  Author  of  Nature: 

1. 

THY  hand'  unseen  sustains  the  poles^. 
On  which  this  vast  creation  rolls. 
The  starry  arch  proclaims  thy  pow'r,. 
Thy  pencil  glows  in  every  flow'r  : 

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In  thousand  shapes  and  colours  rise 
Thy  painted  wonders  to  our  eyes  ; 
While  beasts  and  birds  with  lab 'ring  throats,, 
Teach  us  a  God  in  thousand  notes. 

3. 
The  meanest  part  in  nature's  frame, 
Marks  out  some  letter  of  thy  namco 


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Where  sense  can  reach,  or  fancy  rove, 
From  liill  to  hill,  froui  field  to  grove  : 

4. 
Across  the  waves,  around  the  sky, 
There's  not  a  spot,  or  low  or  high, 
Where  the  Creator  has  not  trod, 
And  left  the  footsteps  of  a  God. 


HYMN   XXIX. 

Praise* 

1. 

ALMIGHTY  Maker,  God! 
How  wond'rous  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad 
Through  the  creations  frame! 

2. 
Nature  in  every  dress. 
Her  humble  homage  pays. 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t'  express 
Thine  undissembled  praise. 

3. 
In  native  white  and  red 
The  rose  and  lilly  stand, 
And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  spread, 
To  shew  thy  skilful  hand. 

4. 
The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky. 
With  unambitious  song, 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high,. 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 


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5. 
My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 
To  her  Creator  too  : 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  w'orship  due. 

6. 
But  pride,  that  busy  sin, 
Spoils  all  that  I  perform  ', 
Curs'd  pride,  that  creeps  securely  in, 
And  swells  a  haughty  worm. 

7. 
Thy  glories  I  abate,- 
Or  praise  thee  with  design  ; 
Some  of  thy  favours  I  forget, 
Or  think  the  merit  mine. 

8. 
The  very  songs  I  frame 
Are  faithless  to  thy  cause, 
And  steal  the  honours  of  thy  name 
To  build  their  own  applause. 

9.. 
Create  my  soul  anew. 
Else  all  my  worship's  vain  ; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  truCj 
Until  'tis  forni'd  again. 


HYMN  XXX. 

Early  Death. 

1. 

LIFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour 
How  soon  the  vapour  flies ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  fiow'r, 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies  I 


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2. 

Death  spreads  like  Annter's  frozen  arms, 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more  ; 
Ah  !  where  are  now  those  rising  charms, 

Which  pleas 'd  our  eyes  before  ? 

3. 
The  once  lov'd  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs : 
And  natiu-e  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 

And  wither'd  all  her  joys. 

'4. 
But  ^^•ait  the  inteq:)Osing  gloom, 

And  lo,  stern  winter  flies  : 
And  drest  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom. 

The  flow'ry  tribes  arise* 

5. 
Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time  ; 

When  ^vhat  we  now  deplore, 
Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

6. 
Then  cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears, 

Religion  points  on  high  ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears. 

And  joys  that  cannot  die. 

HYMN  XXXI. 

The  Comforts  of  Religion. 

1. 

O  BLEST  religion,  heav'nly  fair, 
Thy  kind,  thy  healing  pow'r, 
Can  sweeten  pain,  alleviate  care, 
And  gild  each  gloomy  hour. 


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2. 

When  dismal  thoughts,  and  boding  fears 

Tlie  trembling  h(;art  invade ; 
And  all  the  face  of  nature  wears 

A  universal  shade : 

3. 
Thy  sacred  dictates  can  assuage 

The  tempest  of  the  soul  ; 
And  ev'ry  fear  shall  lose  its  rage, 

At  thy  divine  controul. 

4. 
Through  life's  bewilder'd  darksome  way, 

Thy  hand  unerring  leads  ; 
And  o'er  the  path,  thy  heavenly  ray, 

A  cheering  lustre  sheds. 

5. 
When  feeble  reason,  tir'd  and  blind, 

Sinks  helpless  and  afraid ; 
Thou  blest  supporter  of  the  mind, 

How  pow'rfui  is  thy  aid ! 

6. 
O  let  my  heart  confess  thy  pow'r, 

And  find  thy  sweet  relief, 
To  brighten  ev'ry  gloomy  hour, 

And  soften  every  grief. 


HYMN   XXXn. 

Compassion. 

1. 

BEHOLD,  where  breathing  love  divine, 
Our  dying  master  stands  ; 
His  weeping  followers  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands. 


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2. 
From  that  mild  teacher's  parting  hps 

What  tender  accents  fell  1 
The  gentle  precept  which  he  gave, 

Became  its  author  well. 


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Bless'd  is  tlie  man,  whose  soft'ning  heart 
"  Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
*'  To  whom  the  supplicating  eye, 
^i  Was  never  rais'd  in  vain. 

4. 
"  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmtli 
"  A  stranger's  woes  to  feel  ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound, 
*'  He  wants  the  pow'r  to  heal. 

5. 
He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 
"  To  every  child  of  grief; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows 
"  And  brings  unask'd  relief. 

6. 
To  gentle  offices  of  love 
"  His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
He  views  through  mercy's  melting  eyv 
"  A  brother  in  a  foe. 

7. 
Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 
*'  My  peace  to  him  I  give  ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
"  His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

8. 
To  him  protection  shall  be  shem» 
"  And  mercy  from  :;bovc 
Deccnd  on  those  who  thus  fulfil, 
The  perfect  law  of  love.'* 

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""^  HYiMN   XXXIII. 

Complaint    of  Ingratitude. 

1. 

GREAT  GOD,   to  thee,   my  all  I  owe, 
And  shall  my  tongue  be  still  ? 
Shall  constant  streams  of  mercy  flow, 
Unting'd  vvitli  any  ill  ? 

2. 
Shall  ev'ry  day  new  favours  bring, 

And  ev'ry  night  proclaim 
My  God,   their  bounteous  source  and  spring  ? 
And  yet  unprais'd  his  name  I 

3. 
Shall  ev'ry  moment  prove  his  grace, 

And  shew  his  tender  care  ? 
And  is  my  heart  not  found  the  place. 
Where  warm  affections  are  ? 

4. 
Shall  changing  seasons,  day  and  ho6r, 

Each  minute  as  it  flies, 
Evince  thy  ever  bounteous  pow'r, 
And  see  new  blessings  rise  ? 

5» 
And  does  my  soul  no  rapture  find, 

No  ardent  thanks  express. 
No  praises  warm  my  callous  mind  ? 
As  humblv  I  confess  ! 

6. 
Then,   O  my  God,   one  favour  still, 

Add  to  thy  boundless  store, 
My  soul  with  grateful  raptures  fill, 
I'll  praise  thee,   and  adore  ! 


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HYMN    XXXIV. 

Nature'' s  Call  to  Gratitude. 

1. 

HOW  cheerful,  along  the  gay  mead. 
The  daisies  and  cowslips  appear  ; 
The  flocks  as  they  carelessly  feed, 
Rejoice  in  the  spring  of  the  year. 

The  myrtles  that  shade  the  gay  bow'rs, 

The  herbage  that  springs  from  the  sod, 
Trees,  plants,  cooling  fruits,  and  sweet  flow'rs, 

All  rise  to  the  praise  of  my  God. 

3. 
Shall  man,  the  great  master  of  all, 

The  only  insensible  prove  ? 
Forbid  it,  fair  gratitude's  call, 

Forbid  it,  devotion  and  love. 

4. 
The  Lord,  who  such  wonders  could  raisQ, 

And  still  can  destroy  with  a  nod. 
My  lips  shall  incessantly  praise, 

My  soul  shall  be  wrapt  in  my  God, 


HYMN   XXXV. 

The  Compassion  of  Jesus  Christ. 

1. 

E  angel  forms,    look  down,    and  see 


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Behold  Divine  Humanitv 

Dissolved  in  sympathetic  woe. 


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2. 
Lo,  on  high  Olivet  he  stands, 

Salem's  proud  tow'rs  in  prospect  rise  j 
His  bowels  yearn,  he  spreads  his  hands, 

Compassion  gushing  from  his  eyes  : 

3. 

O  Salem,  my  prophetic  view 

*'  Thy  mighty  miseries  surveys  ; 

Vengeance,  to  thy  rebellions  due, 

"  Unknown  in  past  and  future  days. 

4. 

What  labours  have  I  shunn'd,  for  thee, 

*'  What  pow'rs  of  suasion  left  untry'd, 
"  Thy  children  to  allure  to  me, 

*'  And  in  a  Saviour's  shadow  hide  ? 

5. 
''  So  when  the  falcon  sails  above, 

"  The  parent  hen,  with  tender  ciy, 
"  Under  her  guardian  wing  of  love, 

"  Collects  her  infant  progeny. 

6. 

But  ah  !  ye  would  not — O  ye  blind  ! 

(He  said,   and  heav'd  a  deeper  sigh) 

Your  temple  is  to  flames  consign'd  ; 

"  The  dark  predestin'd  hour  is  nigh." 

7. 
Blest  Jesus,  in  thy  feeling  heart, 

For  me,  a  sinner,  spare  one  place. 
I  would  be  thine — O  yield  a  part 

To  me,  in  thy  redeeming  grace. 


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HYMN    XXXVL  "^ 

The  Funeral, 

1. 

IN  black  procession,   sad  and  slow, 
About  the  streets  the  mourners  go  : 
Man  comes  to  make  his  long  abode, 
Where  darkness  dwells  and  worms  corrode. 

2. 
There  busy  life;  there  pleasure  ends, 
And  tie  of  blood,  and  tie  of  friends. 
There  ends  probation's  hour,  and  there 
Virtue's  hard  strife  with  sin  and  care. 

3. 
Why  for  vain  riches  do  I  toil, 
Gath'ring  for  death  a  larger  spoil  ? 
Why  for  this  dying  flesh  purvey, 
The  sinful  pleasures  of  a  day. 

4. 
Why  cling  so  closely  to  my  heart 
Kindred  and  friends  ?  we  soon  must  pait  \ 
And  wherefore  do  I  waste  the  span 
Of  mercy  limited  to  man  ? 

5. 
The  pious  few,  O  let  me  join. 
An  d  with  their  faith  my  breath  resign  -, 
That  their  hereafter,  mine  may  be, 
Ev'n  mine  their  blest  eternity. 


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HYMN    XXXVIL 

Divhie  Benevolence, 

'^  1. 

IN  shadow  black  as  night, 
With  scarce  one  feeble  ray 
Of  nature's  dim  expiring  light, 
The  nations  lost  their  way. 

2. 
Like  foolish  sheep  we  stray 'd. 
All  from  the  Maker's  fold  : 
Each  by  his  sev'ral  sin  betray 'd, 
His  sev'ral  path  would  hold. 

3. 
Blind,  headlong  every  one 
To  the  same  ruin  ran. 
Th'  almighty  Father  from  his  throne,- 
Beheld  his  creature  man. 

4. 
His  wilder'd  human  race 
The  Father's  pity  won  : 
Forth  from  the  bosom  of  his  grace 
He  sent  his  first-born  Son. 

5. 
Benevolent  he  came 
The  messenger  of  love  ; 
Debasing  to  a  mortal  frame 
His  godlike  form  above..    . 

6. 
With  gentle  voice  he  cries, 
"  Sinners  my  yoke  receive  : 
""  Light  is  my  yoke,  and  life  the  prize 
'*  I  to  the  yielding  give." 


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Truth  spreads  her  golden  wings. 

With  the  glad  news  she  flew  : 
Salvation  through  the  world  slie  brings 

To  Gentile  and  to  Jew. 

8. 

O  mercy,  sweet  and  high. 

Above  our  loftiest  praise  : 
Ye  noble  natives  of   the  sky. 

Your  noblest  anthems  raise. 


HYMN    XXXVIII. 

The  Heavens  declare  the  Being  and  Glory 
of  God, 

1. 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  original  proclaim  : 

2. 
Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land, 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

3. 
Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail. 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale,, 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth. 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 


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Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll. 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5. 
What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestial  ball  ? 
What  though  nor  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ?  » 

6. 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
Forever  singing,  as  they  shme, 
*'  The  HAND  that  made  us  is  divine." 


[HYMN  XXXIX. 

Divijie    Sovereignty, 
1. 

TO  vindicate  our  words  and  thoughts, 
We  make  no  more  pretence  : 
Not  one  of  all  our  num'rous  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 

2. 
Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  vi^ise^ 

What  vain  presinners  dare  ! 
Against  their  Maker's  hand  to  rise, 
Or  tempt  th'  unequal  v^^ar  ? 

3. 
Mountains,  by  his  almighty  wrath, 

From  their  old  seats  are  torn  ; 
He  shakes  the  earth  from  south  to  norths 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn» 


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4. 
He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise, . 

Th'  obedient  sun  forbears  ; 
His  hands  with  sackcloth  spreads  the  skies, 

And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 

5. 
He  walks  upon  the  foaming  sea. 

Flies  on  the  stormy  wind  ; 
There's  none  can  trace  his  secret  way, 

Nor  his  diirk  footsteps  find, 

6. 
Yet  truth  and  judgment  are  his  throne. 

And  wond'rous  is  his  grace  ; 
While  power  and  mercy,  join'd  in  one. 

Invite  us  near  his  face. 


HYMN   XL. 

Strength  from  Heaven. 

1. 
HENCE  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arise  ? 


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And  where's  om'  courage  fled  ? 


Has  restless  sin  and  raging  hell 

Struck  iill  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2. 
Have  we  forgot  th'  almighty  name 

That  form'd  the  earth  and  sea  ? 
And  can  an  all  creating  arm 

GroAv  weary  or  decay  ? 

3. 
Treasures  of  everlasting  might 

In  our  Jchovali  dwell  ; 
He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 

And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 


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4. 
Mere  mortal  power  shall  fade  and  die^ 

And  youthful  vigour  cease  ; 
But  we  who  wait  upon  the  Lord, 

Shall  feel  our  strength  increase. 

5. 
The  saints  shall  mount  on  eagles  wings,. 

And  taste  the  promis'd  bliss, 
Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive, 

Where  perfect  pleasure  is. 


HYMN   XLI. 

God''s  tender  Care  of  his  Church, 

1. 

NOW  shall  my  inward  joys  arise, 
And  burst  into  a  song  : 
Almighty  love  inspires  my  heart, 
And  pleasure  tunes  my  tongue. 

2. 
God  on  his  thirsty  Sion-hill 

Some  mercy  drops  has  thrown, 
And  solemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  show'r  salvation  down. 

3. 
Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears. 

Suspicions  and  complaints  ? 

Is  he  a  God,  and  shall  his  grace 

Grow  weary  of  his  saints  ? 

4. 
Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb, 
Among  a  thousand  tender  thoughts 
Her  suckling  have  no  room  ? 


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5. 
*'  Yet,  saith  the  Lord,  should  nature  change, 

"  And  mothers  monsters  prove, 
*'  Sion  still  dwells  upon  the  heart 

"  Of  everlasting  love. 

6. 
"  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 

"  I  have  engrav'd  her  name  ; 
*'  My  hands  shall  raise  her  ruin'd  walls, 

"  And  build  her'  broken  frame." 


HYMN    XLII. 

Self- Examination  for  the  JSve?img. 

1. 

AND  now,  my  soul  the  circling  sun, 
Has  all  his  beams  withdra\Mi  ; 
Once  more  his  daily  race  is  run. 
And  gloomy  night  comes  on. 

2, 
Thus  one  day  more  of  life  is  gone  ; 

A  doubtful  few  remain  : 
Come,  then,  review  what  thou  hast  done. 
Eternal  life  to  gain. 

3. 
Dost  thou  get  forward  in  thy  race^ 

As  time  still  posts  away  ? 
And  die  to  sin,  and  grow  in  grace, 
With  ev'ry  passing  day  ? 

4. 
This  day,  what  conquests  hast  thou  gain'd  ? 

What  sin  is  overcome  ? 
What  fresh  degree  of  grace  obtain'd, 
To  bring  thee  nearer  home  ? 


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5. 
Alas  !  this  life  will  soon  be  past, 

'Tis  dying  every  day  : 
But  do  thy  hopes  make  equal  haste  ? 

Or  negligence  betray  ? 

6. 
Do  they  more  strong  and  lively  grow, 

And  make  more  pure  from  sin  ? 
Give  more  contempt  of  things  below, 

Create  more  peace  within  ? 

7. 
O  !  do  not  pass  this  life  in  dreams, 

To  be  surpris'd  by  death  : 
And  sink  where  mercy  never  beams, 

When  I  resign  my  breath. 

8. 
No!  every  day  thy  course  review, 

Thy  real  state  to  learn  : 
And  with  renewed  zeal  pursue 

Thy  great  and  chief  concern. 


HYMN  XLIII. 

The  Beatitudes^ 

1. 

BLEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n. 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

2. 
Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart. 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart  ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 


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3. 
Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar, 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war  ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  tlieir  cause  against  the  great. 

4. 
Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  suppli'd  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

5. 
Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord,  they  shall  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again  : 

6. 
Blest  ai'e  the  piu-e,  whose  hearts  ai*e  clean 
From  the  defiling  pow'rs  of  sin  ; 
With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

/. 
Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8. 
Blest  are  the  sufi^'rers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 


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HYMN  XLIV. 

The  Appearance  of  Angels  to  the   Shepherds, 

1. 

WHILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  b 
All  seated  on  the  ground,         [nightj 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2. 
"  Fear  not,"  said  he,  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind) 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

3. 
"  To  you  in  David's  town,  this  day 

'*  Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
"  The  Saviour  who  is  Christ  the  Lord  ; 
*'  And  this  shall  be  the  sign. 

4. 
''  The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

"  To  human  view  display 'd, 
"All  meanly  wrapt  in  swaddling  bands, 
*'  And  in  manger  laid." 

5. 
Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song: 

6. 
*'  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
' '  And  to  the  earth  be  peace ; 
"  Good- will  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men, 
"  Begin  and  never  cease.'* 


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HYMN    XLV. 

The  Hidden  Life  of  a  Christian. 

1. 

O  HAPPY  soul,  that  lives  on  high, 
While  men  lie  grovelling  here  \ 
His  hopes  are  fix'd  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2. 
His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life,  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3, 
He   waits  in  secret  on  his  God  ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees  : 
Let  earth  be  all  in  ai-ms  abroad. 
He  dwells  in  heav'nly  peace. 

4. 
His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5. 
He  wants  no  pomp,  nor  royal  throne, 

To  raise  his  figure  here  ; 
Content  and  pleas'd  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ  his  life  appear. 

6. 
He  looks  to  heav'n's  eternal  hills, 

To  meet  that  glorious  day ; 
Jesus,  how  slow  thy  chariot  wheels ! 
How  long  is  thy  delay  ! 


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HYMN    XLVL 

^  hopeful  Youth  falling  short  of  Heaven. 

1. 

MUST  all  the  charms  of  nature  then, 
So  hopeless  to  salvation  prove  ? 
Can  Hell  demand,  can  Heaven  condemn 
The  man,  M'hom  Jesus  deigns  to  love  ? 

2. 
The  man  who  sought  the  ways  of  truth. 
Paid  friends  and  neighbours  all  their  due  j 
(A  modest,  sober,  lovely  youth) 
And  thought  he  wanted  nothing  new. 

3. 
But  mark  the  change  :  thus  spake  the  Lord, 
"-  Come  part  with  earth  for  heav'n  to  day;" 
The  youth  astonish'd  at  his  word, 
In  silent  sadness  bent  his  way. 

4. 
Poor  virtues,  that  he  boasted  so, 
This  test  unable  to  endure. 
Let  Christ,  and  grace,  and  glorj^go, 
To  make  his  land  and  money  sure  ! 

5. 
Ah  foolish  choice  of  treasures  here  ! 
Ah  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  ! 
Must  this  base  Morld  be  bought  so  dear  \ 
And  life  and  heav'n  so  cheaply  sold  ? 

6. 
In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  shine, 
If  this  vile  passion  governs  me  : 
Transform  my  soul,  O  love  divine  ! 
And  make  me  part  with  all  for  thee. 


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HYMN   XL VII.  "^ 

The  same  in  Common  Metre. 

I. 

THUS  far  'tis  well :  You  read,  you  pray. 
You  hear  God's  holy  word, 
You  mind  whate'eryour  parents  say, 
And  learn  to  serve  the  Lord. 

2. 
Your  friends  are  pleas'd  to  see  your  ways, 

Your  practice  they  approve  ; 
Jesus  himself  would  gi\e  you  praise, 
And  look  with  eyes  of  love. 

3. 
But  if  you  quit  the  paths  of  truth. 

To  follow  foolish  fires, 
And  give  a  loose  to  giddy  youth, 
With  all  its  wild  desires  : 

4. 
If  you  will  let  your  Saviour  go, 

To  hold   your  riches  fast; 
Or  hunt  for   empty  joys  below. 

You'll  lose  your  heav'n  at  last. 

5. 
The  rich  young  man,  whom  Jesus  lovM, 

Should  warn  you  to  forbear  ; 
His  love  of  earthly  treasure  prov'd 

A  futal  golden  snare. 

6. 
See, 'gracious  God,  my  Saviour,  see, 

How  youth  is  prone  to  fall : 
Teach  'em  to  part  with  all  for  thee, 

And  love  thee  more  than  all. 


TP  O 


54 
^*^  HYMN    XLVIII. 

,i  rational  Defence  of  the  Gospel. 

1. 

^HALL  atheists  dare  insult  the  cross 
i3     Of"  Christ,  the  Son  of  God  ? 
Shall  infidels  reproach  his  laws, 

Or  trample  on  his  blood  ? 

2. 
What  if  he  choose  mysterious  ways. 

To  cleanse  us  from  our  faults  ? 
May  not  the  ^\'orks  of  so\'ereign  grace 

Transcend  our  feeble  thoughts  ? 

3. 
AMiat  if  this  gospel  bids  us  fight 

With  flesh,  and  self,  and  sin? 
The  prize  is  most  divinely  bright. 

Which  we  are  call'd  to  win. 

4. 
\\^hat  if  the  foolish  and  die  poor,. 

His  glorious  grace  pai  take  ? 
This  but  confirms  his  truth  the  more. 

For  so  the  prophets  spake» 

5. 
Do  some  tliat  own  his  sacred  name,. 

Indulge  their  souls  in  sin  '? 
Jesus  should  never  bear  the  blame, 

His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

6. 
Then  let  cur  faith  gi^ow  firm  and  strong, 

Our  lips  profess  his  v.ord  : 
Noi  blush,  nor  fear  to  walk  among 

The  men  who  love  tije  Lord. 


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HYMN    XLIX. 

JS'one  excluded  from  Hope. 

1. 

JESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 
Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak  ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  heal  the  dvino-  Greeks 

2. 
Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage. 

Doth  thy  salvation  flow  : 
'Tis  not  confin'd  to  sex  or  age. 
The  lofty  or  the  low.. 


3. 


While  grace  is  ofter'd  to  the  prince, 

The  poor  may  take  their  shiu-e  ; 
No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence, 

To  perish  in  despair. 

4. 
Be  wise,  ye  men  of  strength  and  wit. 

Nor  boast  your  native  pow'rs; 
But  to  his  sovereign  grace  submit, 

And  glory  shall  be  yours. 

Come,  all  ye  vilest  sinners,  come, 

He'll  form  your  souls  anew  ; 
His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 

For  rebels,  such  as  you. 

6. 
His  doctrine  is  almighty  love, 

There's  virtue   in  hij   name. 
To  turn  the  raven  to  a  dove, 

The  lion  to  a  lamb. 


t;. 


56 

HYMN   L. 

TriLth^  Sincerity^  etc. 

1. 

LET  those  who  bear  the  christian  name, 
Their  holy  vows  fulfil : 
The  saints^  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Are  men  of  honour  still. 

2. 
True  to  the  solemn  oaths  they  take, 
Though  to  their  hurt  they  swear : 
Constiuit  and  just  to  all  they  speak, 
For  God  and  angels  hear. 

3. 
Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree. 

Nor  flattering  words  devise  : 
They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  see 
Through  every  false  disguise. 

4. 
They  hate  th*^  appearance  of  a  lie. 

In  all  the  shapes  it  weai's ; 
Firm  to  the  truth ;  and  when  they  die, 
Eternal  life  is  their's. 

5. 
Lo  !  from  afar  the  Lord  descends, 
And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 
He  bids  his  saints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rise  and  possess  their  crown. 

6. 
While  Satan  trembles  at  the  sight^ 

And  devils  w  ish  to  die, 
Where  w  ill  the  faithless  hypocrite, 
And  guilty  liar  fly  ? 


57 

HYMN  LI. 

Gravity^   Decency,  etc. 

1. 

ARE  we  not  sons  and  heirs  of  God  ? 
Are  we  not  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  ? 
Do  we  not  hope  for  heav'nly  joys, 
And  shall  Me  stoop  to  triflhig  toys ? 

2. 
Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 
Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport  or  play, 
To  wear  out  time,  and  ^vaste  the  day? 

3. 
Doth  vain  discourse  or  emptj'  mirth 
Well  suit  the  honours  of  our  birth  ? 
Shall  we  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  childr{;n  love,  and  fools  admire  ? 

^. 
What  if  we  wear  the  richest  vest, 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  drest : 
This  flesh,  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Must  drop  to  dust,  and  feed  the  worms. 

5. 
Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher  ; 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire ; 
Then  with  an  elevated  eye. 
We'll  pass  these  glitt'ring  trifles  by. 

6.' 
We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  such  disdain  as  angels  do. 
And  \\  ait  the  call  that  bids  us  rise 
To  promis'd  mansions  in  the  skies. 


58 

HYMN   Lir. 

Justice  and  Equity. 

1. 

COME,  let  us  search  our  ways,  and  try. 
Have  they  been  just  and  right  ? 
Is  the  great  rule  of  equity 
Our  practice  and  delight? 

2. 
What  we  would  have  our  neighbour  do. 

Have  we  still  done  the  same  ? 
And  ne'er  dclay'd  to  pay  his  due, 
Nor  injur'd  his  good  name  ? 

3. 
Do  we  relieve  the  poor  distress'd  ? 

Nor  give  our  tongues  a  loose, 
To  make  their  names  our  scorn  and  jest, 
Nor  treat  them  with  abuse  ? 

4. 
Have  we  not  found  our  envy  grow, 

To  hear  another's  praise? 
Nor  robb'd  him  of  his  honour  due, 
By  sly  malicious  ways. 

5. 
In  all  we  sell,  and  all  we  buy, 

Is  justice  our  design? 
Do  we  remember  God  is  nigh. 
And  fear  the  wrath  divine? 

6. 
In  vain  v/e  talk  of  Jesus'  blood, 
And  boast  liis  name  in  vain. 
If  \ve  can  slight  the  laws  of  God, 
And  prove  unjust  to  men. 


HYMN    LIII. 

Justice  and  Truth. 

1, 

GREAT  God,  thy  holy  law  requires, 
To  curb  our  covetous  deshes, 
Forbids  to  plunder,  steal  or  cheat, 
To  practise  falsehood  or  deceit. 

2. 
Thy  Son  hath  set  a  pattern  too, 
He  paid  to  God  and  men  their  due : 
A  dreadful  debt  he  paid  to  God, 
And  bought  our  pardon  with  his  blood. 

r> 
O. 

Amazinr^  justice  !  boundless  love  ! 
Do  we  not  feel  o-ir  j}assions  move  '? 
Do  we  not  ^-lieve  that  ^ve  have  been 
Faithless  to  God,  or  false  to  men  '? 

4. 
Flave  we  no  rightr:.as  debt  deny'd. 
Through  wanton  luxuiy  or  pride  ? 
Noi   vext  the  poor  with  long  delay, 
And  made  them  e-roan  for  w^^nt  of  pav  ? 

5. 
Have  we  ne'er  thrown  a  needless  shame, 
Or  scandal,  on  our  neighbour's  name  '? 
O,  happy  men,  whose  age  and  youth 
Have  ever  dealt  in  iove  and  truth  ! 

6. 
But  if  our  justice  once  be  gone, 
And  leave  our  faith  and  hope  alone ; 
If  honesty  be  banish 'd  hence, 
Mcligion  is  a  vain  pretence. 


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HYMN    LIV. 

Temperance. 

1. 

IS  it  a  man's  divincst  good, 
To  make  his  soul  a  slave  to  food, 
Vile  as  the  beast,  "vv  hose  spirit  dies, 
And  has  no  hope  above  the  skies  ? 

2. 
Can  meats  or  choicest  Avines  procure 
Delights,  that  ever  shall  endure  ? 
Was  I  not  born  above  the  swine. 
And  shall  I  make  their  pleasures  mine  ? 

3. 
Am  I  not  made  for  nobler  things  ? 
Made  to  ascend  on  angels  Mings  ? 
Shall  my  best  pow'rs  lie  thus  debas'd, 
And  part  with  heav'n  to  please  mv  taste  ? 

4. 
Can  I  forget  the  fatal  deed, 
How  Eve  brought  death  on  all  her  seed  ? 
She  tasted  the  forbidden  tree, 
Anger'd  her  God,  and  ruin'd  me. 

5. 
Was  life  design 'd  alone  to  eat  ? 
What  is  the  mouth,  or  what  the  meat  ? 
Both  from  the  ground  derive  their  birth, 
And  both  shall  mix  with  common  earth. 

6. 
Great  God,  new-mould  my  sensual  mind, 
And  let  my  joys  be  more  refin'd  ; 
Raise  me  to  dwell  among  the  blest, 
And  fit  me  for  the  heav'hly  feast. 


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HYMN    LV. 

Arniable  Deportment. 

1. 

O'TIS  a  lovely  thing  to  see 
A  man  of  prudent  heart, 
Whose  thoughts,  and  lips,  and  life  agree 
To  act  a  useful  part. 
•      2. 
When  envy,  strife,  and  wars  begin, 

In  little  angry  souls, 
Mark  how  the  sons  of  peace  come  in, 
And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 

3. 
Their  minds  are 'humble,  mild  and  meek, 

Nor  let  their  fury  rise  : 
Nor  passion  moves  their  lips  to  speak. 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4» 
Their  frame  is  prudence,  mixt  with  love  ; 

Good  works  fulfil  their  day  ; 
They  join  the  serpent  with  the  dove, 
But  cast  the  sting  away. 

5. 
Such  was  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 

Such  pleasures  he  pursu'd, 
His  flesh  and  blood  were  all  refin'd, 
His  soul  divinely  good. 

6. 
Lord,  can  these  plants  of  virtue  grow 

In  such  a  soul  as  mine? 
Thy  grace  can  form  my  nature  so, 
And  make  my  heart  like  thine. 


62 

HYMN  LVI. 

'     Things  of  good  Report. 

1. 

IS  it  a  thing  of  good  report, 
To  squander  life  and  time  away  ? 
To  cut  the  hours  of  duty  short, 
While  toys  and  follies  waste  the  day. 

2. 
To  ask  and  prattle  all  afiairs, 
And  mind  all  business  but  our  own  ? 
To  live  at  random,  void  of  cares. 
While  all  things  to  confusion  run  ? 

3. 
Doth  this  become  the  christian  name, 
To  venture  near  the  tempters  door  ? 
To  sort  \tith  men  of  evil  fame, 
And  yet  presume  to  stand  secure? 

4. 
Am  I  my  own  sufficient  guard, 
While  I  expose  my  soul  to  shame  ? 
Can  the  short  joys  of  sin  reward 
The  lasting  blemish  of  my  name  ? 

5. 
O  may  it  be  my  constant  choice 
To  walk  with  men  of  grace  below, 
'Till  I  arrive  where  heav'nly  joys. 
And  never-fading  honours  grow! 


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63 


HYMN  LVII. 

The  universal  Law  of  Equity. 

1. 

BLESSED  Redeemer  how  divine, 
How  righteous  is  this  rule  of  thine, 
"  Never  to  deal  with  others  worse 
"  Than  we  would  have  them  deal  with  us  !" 

■    2. 
This  golden  lesson,   short  and  plain. 
Gives  nor  the  mind  nor  memory  pain  : 
And  every  conscience  must  approve 
This  universal  law  of  love. 

3. 
'Tis  written  in  each  mortal  breast, 
Where  all  our  tenderest  wishes  rest : 
We  draw  it  from  our  inmost  veins. 
Where  love  to  self  resides  and  reigns. 

4. 
Is  reason  ever  at  a  loss  ? 
Call  in  self-love  to  judge  the  cause. 
Let  our  own  fondest  passion  shew 
How  we  would  treat  our  neighbours  too. 

5. 
How  blest  would  ev'ry  nation  prove, 
Thus  rul'd  by  equity  and  love  ! 
All  would  be  friends  without  a  foe, 
And  form  a  paradise  below. 

6. 
Jesus,  forgive  us  that  we  keep, 
I  Thy  sacred  law  of  love  asleep ; 
And  take  our  envy,  wrath  and  pride, 
TIi»se  savage  passions,  for  our  guide. 


64 
"^  HYMN    LVIIL 

The  Atonement  of  Shrist, 

1. 

HOW  is  our  nature  spoil'd  by  sin  I 
Yet  nature  ne'er  hath  found 
I'he  way  to  make  the  conscience  clean> 
Or  heal  the  painful  wound. 

2. 
In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 

By  methods  of  our  own  : 
Jesus,  there's  nothing  but  thy  blood, 
Can  bring  us  near  the  throne. 

3. 
The  threat'nings  of  the  broken  law 

Impress  our  souls  with  dread  : 
If  God  his  swoixl  of  vengeance  draw. 
It  strikes  our  spirits  dead. 

4. 
But  thine  illustrious   sacrifice 

Hath  answtT^d  these  demands  : 
And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
Come  down  by  Jesus'  hands* 

5. 
Here  all  the  ancient  types  agree, 

The  altar  and  the  lamb  : 
And  prophets  in  their  visions  see 
Salvation  through  his  name. 

a. 

'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord  ; 

'Tis  on  thy  cross  we  rest  ; 
Forever  be  thy  love  ador'd, 

Thy  name  forever  blest. 


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HYMN  LIX. 

JF^aith  and  Repentance  encouraged  by.  the  Sacrifice 

of  Christ. 

1. 

WHERE  shall  the  guilty  conscieiiGe  go. 
To  find  a  Giire  relief? 
Can  bleeding  bulls  or  goats  bestow 
A  balm  to  ease  my  grief '? 

2-       > 
Will  popish  rites  and  penances  ^ 

Release  my  soul  from  sin  ? 

What  insufficient  things  are  these 

To  calm  the  wrath  divine  ! 


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God,  the  great  God,  who  rules  the  skies, 

The  gracious  and  the  just. 
Makes  his  o\mi  Son  our  sacrifice  i 

And  there  lies  all  our  trust. 

4. 
O  never  let  my  thoughts  renounce 

The  gospel  of  my  God, 
Where  vilest  crimes  are  cleans'd  at  once, 

In  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

5. 
Here  rest  my  faith,  and  ne'er  remove ; 

Here  let  repentance  rise, 
While  I  behold  his  bleeding  love, 

His  dying  agonies. 

6. 
With  sliamc  and  sorrow  here  I  own 

How  great  my  guilt  hath  been  : 
This  is  my  way  t'  approach  the  throne, 

And  God  forgives  my  sin. 

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""^  HYMN    LX. 

Chrisfs  Propitiation  improved. 

1. 

LORD,  didst  thou  send  thy  Son  to  die 
For  such  a  guilty  UTetch  as  I  ? 
And  shall  thy  mercy  not  impart 
Thy  spirit  to  renew  my  heart  ? 

2. 
Lord,  hast  thou  wash'd  my  garments  clean, 
In  Jesus'  blood,  from  shame  and  sin  ? 
Shall  I  not  strive  with  all  my  pow'r, 
That  sin  pollute  my  soul  no  more  ? 

3. 
Shall  I  not  bear  my  Father's  rod,. 
The  kind  corrections  of  my  God, 
When  Christ  upon  the  cursed  tree 
Sustain'd  a  heavier  load  for  me  ? 

4. 
Why  should  I  dread  my  dying  day, 
Since  Christ  has  took  the  curse  away. 
And  taught  me  with  my  latest  breath 
To  triumph  o'er  thy  terrors,  Death  ? 

5. 

0  rather  let  me  wish  and  ciy, 

"  When  shall  my  soul  get  loose  and  fly 
"  To  upper  worlds  ?  When  shall  I  see 
♦'  The  heav'nly  friend  who  dy'd  for  me  ?'» 

6. 

1  shall  behold  his  glories  there,  ^ 
And  pay  him  my  eternal  share  W 
Of  praise,  and  gratitude,  and  iove, 
Among  ten  thousand  saints  above. 


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HYMN    LXI. 

All  Things  working  for  good. 

1. 

MY  soul,  survey  thy  happiness, 
If  thou  art  found  a  child  of  grace, 
How  richly  is  the  gospel  stor'd  ! 
What  joys  the  promises  afford  ! 

2. 
"  All  things  are  ours  ;"  the  gift  of  God, 
And  purchas'd  with  our  Saviour's  blood  ; 
While  the  good  Spirit  shews  us  how 
To  use,  and  to  enjoy  them  too. 

3. 
If  peace  and  plenty  crown  my  days, 
They  help  me.  Lord,  to  speak  thy  praise  ; 
If  bread  of  sorrows  be  my  food. 
Those  sorroA\s  work  my  real  good. 

4. 
I  would  not  change  my  blest  estate, 
AVith  all  that  flesh  calls  rich  or  great  ; 
And  while  my  faith  can  keep  her  hold, 
I  envy  not  the  sinner's  gold. 

5. 
Father,  I  wait  thy  daily  wull, 
Thou  shalt  divide  my  portion  still  ; 
Grant  me  on  earth  what  seems  thee  best, 
'Till  death  and  heav'n  reveal  the  rest. 


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^  HYMN  LXn. 

Life,  the  Day  of  Grace  and  Hope. 

1. 

IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward. 


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And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn^ 
The  vilest  sinner  mav  return. 

'2. 
Life  is  the  hour  which  God  has  giv'n 
To  ^scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heav  'n ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3. 
The  living  know  iliat  they  must  die, 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie ; 
Their  mem'ry  and  their  sense  is  gone^ 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4. 
Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  lost, 
Their  envy  bury'd  in  the  dust ; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 

5. 
Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do. 
My  hands  with  all  your  might  pursue 
Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

6. 
There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste ; 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 


HYMN    LXIII. 
Heaven^  invisible  and  holy. 
1. 

NOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 
Nor  sense,  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  those  who  love  bis  Son. 


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2. 
But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  Vv^ord, 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3. 
Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  Avanton  lips  nor  envious  eye, 

Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4. 
Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin  and  shame; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 

But  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

5. 
He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life. 

There  all  their  names  are  found ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 

To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 


HYMN    LXIV. 

Moses  and  Christ. 

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THE  law  by  Moses  came, 
But  peace,  and  truth  and  love. 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 

2. 
Amidst  the  house  of  God, 
Their  diff'rent  works  were  c'oie, 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 


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3. 

Then  to  his  new  commands 

Be  strict  obedience  paid ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands, 

The  sov'reign  and  the  head. 

4. 

The  man  that  durst  despise 

The  law  that  Moses  brought, 
Behold  !  how  terribly  he  dies 

For  his  presumptuous  fault. 

5. 

But  sorer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 

And  dare  resist  his  grace. 


HYMN    LXV. 

God,  incomprehensible, 

1. 

CAN  creatures  to  perfection  find 
Th'  eternal  uncreated  Mind  : 
Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ! 

2. 
'Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell  ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky. 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3. 
But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wise. 
Born  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  flies 
'I'hrough  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 
And  smells  and  snuffs  the  empty  wind* 


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4. 
God  is  a  king  of  pow'r  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 
Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

5. 
He  wouhds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole  ; 
He  calms  the  tempest  of  the  soul  : 
When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair. 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

6. 
He  frowns,  and  dai'kness  veils  the  moon, 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  : 
The  pillars  of  heav'n's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

/. 
He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form, 
The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm  ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

8. 
These  are  a   portion  of  his  ways  ; 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light  ?  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  '? 


HYMN   LXVI. 

Mo/mess  and  Gi'ace. 

1. 

SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess, 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 


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2. 
Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God ; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  pow'r  of  sin. 

3. 
Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  deny'd. 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
While  justice,   temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4. 
Religion  bears  our  spirits  up. 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope. 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


HYMN    LXVII. 

Submission  to  afflictive  Providences, 

1. 

NAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
And  rose  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  shall  soon  descend, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2. 
The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy. 

And  fondly  call  our  own. 
Are  but  short  favours  borrow 'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3. 
'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave, 
He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name) 
He  takes  but  wliat  he  gave. 


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4. 
^eace,  all  our  angiy  passions  then. 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will. 

And  ever}'  murmur  die. 

5. 
If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too, 

That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 


HYMN   LXVIII. 
vi  Saint  prepared  to  die, 

1. 

DEATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
And  bear  my  spirit  home ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  ? 

2. 
"With  heav'nly  weapons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finish'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward. 

3. 
God  has  laid  up  in  heav'n  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade; 
The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4. 
Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone, 
But  all  who  love,  and  long  to  sec 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

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Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  guard  me  siife 

From  ev'ry  ill  design ; 
And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  keep 

This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

6.. 
God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 

And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain ; 
To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 

And  endless  praise,  Amen. 


HYMN    LXIX, 

A  Funeral  THoup-Jit, 

1. 

HARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  soun  d ; 
My  ears  attend  the  cry  : 
"Ye  living  men  come  view  the  ground, 
"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2. 
•"  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"  In  spite  of  all  your  tow'rs ; 
*'  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head, 
"  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 


Great  God !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure ', 
Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb, 

And  yet  prepare  no  more? 

4. 
Grant  us  the  pow'rs  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 


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HYMN    LXX. 

Jesus  worshipped  by  all  the  Creation. 
1. 

COME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
With  angels  round  the  throne; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  jo}"s  are  one. 

2. 
•'  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,"  they  cry> 

**  To  be  exalted  thus:" 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3. 
Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine  : 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4. 
Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky. 

In  air,  on  earth,  in  seas. 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise, 

5. 
The  whole  creation  join  in  one. 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him,  Avho  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


HYMN    LXXL 

Adoption. 
1. 

BEHOLD  what  wond'rous  grace 
The  P'athfr  has  bcstow'd, 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 


2. 

'Tis  no  surprising*  thing, . 

That  we  should  be  unkno\rn  ; 
The  Je"s\ish  world  knew  not  their  king-. 

God's  everlasting  Son. 

3. 

Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  lierc. 

We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

4. 

A  hope  so  much  divine, 

May  trials  well  endure, 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 

As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5. 

If  in  my  Father's  love, 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 

To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6. 

We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne ; 
My  faith  shall  Abba  Fatlier  cry, 

'\nd  tbou  the  kindred  own. 


HYMN    LXXII. 

Confidence  in  God, 

1. 

THY  dreadful  povr'r,  Almighty  God. 
Thy  works  to  spei.k  conspire : 
This  caith' declares  thy  fame  abroad. 
With  water,  air  and  fire.. 


2. 
At  thy  command,   in  glaring  streaks, 

The  ruddy  Ught'ning  flies  ; 
Loud  thvmder  the  creation  shakes, 
And  rapid  tempests  rise. 

3. 
Now  gath'ring  glooms  obscure  the  day, 

And  shed  a  solemn  night  ; 
And  now  the  heav-'nly  engines  play, 
And  shoot  devouring  light. 

4., 
Th'  attending  sea  thy  will  performs, 

Waves  break  around  the  shore, 
And  toss,  and  foam  amidst  the  storms, 
And  dash,  and  rage,  and  roar. 

5. 
The  earth,  and  all  her  trembling  hills, 

Thy  marching  footsteps  own  ; 
A  shudd'ring  feai"  her  entrails  fills, 
Her  hideous  caverns  groan. 

6. 
My  God,  when  terrors  thickest  throlig 

Through  all  the  mighty  space. 
And  rattling  thunders  roar  along. 
And  the  fierce  light'nings  blaze  : 

7. 
When  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 

And  tempests  rend  the  skies, 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire . 
In  harsh  disorder  rise, 

8. 
Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love,  I'll  stand, 

And  sti'ike  a  tuneful  song  ; 
My  harp  all-trembling  in  my  hand, 
And  all-inspir'd  my  tongue. 

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9. 
I'll  shout  aloud,  "  Ye  thunders  roll, 

"  And  shake  the  sullen  sky  ; 
*'  Your  sounding  voice,  from  pole  to  pole, 
*'  In  angry  murmurs  try. 

10. 
*'  Thou  sun  1  retire,  refuse  thy  light, 

"  And  let  thy  beams  decay  ; 
*'  Ye  Ught'nings  flash  along  the  night, 
"  And  dart  a  dreadful  day. 

11. 
*'  Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  base, 

"  Smoke  heaven's  wide  arch  deform  ; 
<'  Blow  all  ye  winds,  from  ev'ry  place, 
'*  And  rush  the  fatal  storm. 

12. 
"  O  Jesus,  haste  the  day  when  thou 

*'  Shalt  this  old  world  consume  ; 
**  Build  the  new  heav'ns,  and  all  below 
''  Bid  a  new  Eden  bloom. 

13. 
•'  Co^ae  quiclcly,  blessed  Hope  !  appear, 

"  Bid  thy  sUift  chariot  fly  : 
**  Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 
*'  And  waft  me  to  the  sky. 

14. 
*'  Around  thy  wheels,  in  the  glad  throng, 

"  I'd  bear  a  joyful  part  ; 
'*  All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue, 
'='  All  rapture  hi  my  heart." 


HYMN  LXXIII. 

The  Eternity  and  Immensity  of  God. 

1. 

THY  names,  how  infinite  they  be ! 
Great  everlasting  One  I 
Boundless  thy  mij^ht  and  majesty. 
And  unconfin'd  thy  throne. 

2. 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

L'er  seas  or  stars  were  made  ; 
Thou  art  the  everliving  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3. 
Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie^ 

To  thine  immense  survey, 

From  the  formation  of  the  sky^ 

To  the  great  burning  day» 

4. 
Eternity,  with  all  its  years 

Stands  present  to  thy  view, 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears, 
Great  God,  there's  nothing  new. 

5. 
Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vex'd  with  trifling  cares. 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturb'd  affairs. 

6. 
Thine  essence  is  a  vast  abyss^ 
Which  angels  cannot  sound, 
An  ocean  of  infinities,  n 

Where  all  oiu*  thoughts  are  drown'd. 


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The  myst'ries  of  creation  lie 

Beneath  enlight'ned  minds, 
Thoughts  can  ascend  above  the  sky,. 

And  fly  before  the  winds. 

8. 
Reason  may  grasp  the  massy  hills, 

And  stretch  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
But  half  thy  name  our  spirit  fills,. 

And  overloads  our  soul. 

9. 
In  vain  our  haughty  reason  swells, . 

For  nothing's  found  in  thee, 
But  boundless  inconcei\'eables,. 

And  vast  eternity. 

10. 
To  thee,  whose  temple  is  all  space^. 

Whose  altar  earth,  sea,  sties  ! 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise. 

All  nature's  incense  rise. 


HYMN  LXXIV. 

The  Majesty  of  God. 
1. 

ETERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 
Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 
With  thy  loud  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heav'n's  high  palace  rings. 

2. 
Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky, 


How  s^lorious  to  behold 


Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heav'nly  dye, 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  goldo 


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3. 

There  thou  hast  bid  the  globes  of  light- 

Their  endless  circles  run  ! 
There  the  pale  planet  rules  the  night, 

And  day  obeys  the  sun. 

4. 
The  noisy  winds  stand  ready  there,. 

Thy  orders  to  obey, 
With'sounding  wings  they  sAA'eep  the  air, 

To  make  thy  chariot  "way. 

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Winds,  ye  shall  bear  his  name  aloud,. 

Through  the  etherial  blue  ; 
For,  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud. 

He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

6. 
There,  like  a  trumpet  loud  and  strong, 

Thy  tliunder  shakes  our  coast  ; 
While  the  red  lightnings  wave  along, 

The  banners  of  thine  host. 

7. 
Thunder  and  hail,  and  fires  and  storms, 

The  troops  of  his  command. 
Appear  in  all  \  our  dreadful  forms. 

And  speak  his  awful  hand. 

8. 
Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas, 

In  your  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  resound  his  praise, 

And  shore  reply  to  shore. 

9. 
Whilst  monsters  sporting  on  the  flood, 

In  scaly  silver  shine. 
Speak  terribly  their  maker  God, 

And  lash  the  Ibaming  brine. 


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10. 
But  gentler  things  shall  time  his  nam>2,. 

To  softer  notes  than  these, 
Young  breezes  breathing  o'er  the  streaiw. 

Or  whisp'ring  through  the  trees. 

11. 
Wave  yoiir  tall  heads,  ye  lofly  pines, 

To  him  who  bid  you  grow, 
Sweet  clusters  bend  the  fruitful  vines,. 

On  tv^'ry  thankful  bough, 

12. 
Let  the  shrill  birds  his  honour  raise, 

And  climb  the  morning  sky  ; 
While  grov'Iing  beasts  attempt  his  praise 

In  hoarser  harmonv. 

13. 
Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  singy 

Ye  mortals  take  the  sound, 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  king, 

Through  all  the  nations  round. 

14. 
Th'  eternal  name  must  fly  abroad. 

Where'er  the  day  can  flame  ; 
And  the  whole  race  shall  bow  to  God,. 

That  weras  the  human  name. 


HYMN    LXXV. 

Jtedemptiotu- 

1. 
ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glor}'-  shines  ! 
How  hie:h  thv  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousand  through  the  skies. 


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Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  po'vv'r, 
Their  motions  speak  thy  skill  ; 

And  on  the  wings  of  ev'ry  hour, 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 


S. 


Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands, 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
They  shew  the  labour  of  thine  hands, 

Or  impress  of  thy  feet. 

4. 
But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 

In  their  divinest  forms  ; 

5. 
Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  reverend  aw'e  ; 

We  love  imd  we  adore  ; 
The  first  arch-angel  never  saw 

So  much  of  God  before. 

6.     • 
Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known. 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess. 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 

The  justice  or  the  grace. 

When  sinners  broke  the  Father's  laws, 

The  dying  Son  atones  .; 
Oh  the  deep  myst'ries  of  his  cross  ! 

The  triumph  of  his  groans  ! 

8. 
For  this,  while  angels  bear  their  part. 

In  their  immortal  song, 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue^ 


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*"  HYMN  LXXV1. 

Divine  Counsels. 

1. 

KEEP  silence,  all  created  things, 
And  w^it  your  Maker's  nod  ; 
iVly  soul  stands  trembling,  while  she  smgs 
The  honours  of  her  God. 

2, 
Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  : 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3. 
Th'  almighty  voice  bid  ancient  night 

Her  endless  realms  resign  ; 
And  lo,   ten  thousand  globes  of  light 
In  fields  of  azure  shine. 

4. 
Now  wisdom  with  superior  sway 
Guides  the  vast  moving  frame. 
Whilst  all  the  ranks  of  beings  pay 
Deep  rcv'rfncc  to  tiis  name. 

o  • 
He  spake  :  The  sun  obedient  stood, 

And  held  the  falling  day  ; 
Old  Jordan  backward  drives  his  flood, 
And  disappomts  the  sea. 

Fixt  to  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  tlie  states  of  men, 
With  ev'ry  angel's  form  and  size. 

Drawn  by  th'  etenial  pen. 


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7. 

His  providence  unfolds  the  book> 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  ev'ry  stroke, 

Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

8. 
Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
Anon  the  following  page  he  turns, 

And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

9. 
No  creature  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives  ; 
No  favourite  angel  dares  to  pry- 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

10. 
My  God,  1  would  not  wish  to  see 

With  ever-curious  eyes, 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 

Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

11. 
In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

May  I  but  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 

Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  LXXVII. 

Death  and  Etcrnitij. 

1. 

MY  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the  skies. 
Go,  search  the  world  beneath, 
Wijere  nature  all  in  ruin  lies, 
And  owns  her  sov'reign.  Death. 

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2. 
The  tyrant,  how  he  triumphs  here  ! 

His  trophies  spread  around  ! 
And  heaps  of  dust  and  bones  appear 

Through  all  the  hollow  ground. 

3. 
These  skulls,  what  ghastly  figures  now  ! 

How  loathsome  to  the  eyes  ! 
These  are  the  heads  we  lately  knew, 

So  beauteous  and  so  wise. 

4. 
But  -vAhere  the  souls,  those  deathless  things, 

That  left  this  dying  clay  ? 
My  thoughts,  now  stretch  out  all  your  wings, 

And  trace  eternity. 

O  that  unfathomable  sea  ! 

Those  deeps  without  a  shore  i 
W^here  living  ^raters  gently  play, 

Or  fiery  billows  roar. 

6. 
Thus  must  we  leave  the  banks  of  life, 

And  try  this  doubtful  sea  ; 
Vain  are  our  groans,  and  dying  strife. 

To  gain  a  moment's  stay. 

7. 
Some  hearty  friend  shall  drop  his  tear 

On  our  dry  bones,  and  say, 
*'  These  once  were  strong,  as  mine  appear, 

*'  And  mine  must  be  as  they.*' 

8. 
Thus  shall  our  mould'ring  members  teach, 

What  now  our  senses  learn  ; 
For  dust  and  ashes  loudest  preach 

Miui's  infinite  concern. 


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HYMN   LXXVIII. 

Praise  for  Creation  and  Providence, 

1. 

I  SING  th'  almighty  pow'r  of  God, 
That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
Ttiat  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2. 
I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordain'd 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command. 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3. 
I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  fill'd  the  earth  with  food  ; 
He  form'd  the  creatures  w^ith  his  word, 
And  then  pronounc'd  them  good. 

4. 
Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  display 'd, 

Wher'er  I    turn  mine  eye ; 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky. 

5. 
There's  not  a  plant  or  flow'r  below, 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow 
By  orders  from  thy  throne. 

6. 
Creatures  (as  num'rous  as  they  be) 

Are  subject  to  thy  care  ;  ^ 
There's  not  a  place  where  aVc  can  flee. 
But  God  is  present  there. 


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7. 
In  heaven  he  shines  with  beams  of  love, 

With  wrath  in  hell  beneath  ; 
'Tis  on  his  earth  I  stand  or  move, 

And  'tis  his  air  I  breathe. 

8. 
His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard, 

He  keeps  me  with  his  eye  ; 
Why  should  I  then  forget  the  Lord, 

Who  is  forever  nigh. 


HYMN  LXXIX. 

Praise  to  God  for  our  Redemptioiu 

1. 

BLEST  be  the  wisdom  and  the  pow'r, 
The  justice  and  the  grace, 
1  hat  join'd  in  counsel  to  restore, 
And  save  our  ruin'd  race. 

2. 
Our  Father  eat  forbidden  fruit, 

And  from  his  glory  fell  ; 
And  we  his  children  thus  are  brought 

To  death,  and  near  to  hell.  T 

3. 
Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  sent  his  Son  K 

To  take  our  flesh  and  blood  ; 
He  for  our  lives  gave  up  his  own. 

To  make  our  peace  with  God.  -O 

4. 
He  honour'd  all  his  Father's  laws,  '" 

^Vhich  we  have  disobey 'd  ;. 
He  bore  our  sins  upon  the  cross, 
And  our  full  ransom  paid. 


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5. 
Behold  him  rising  from  the  gi'ave, 

Behold  him  rais'd  on  high  ; 
He  pleads  his  merits  there  to  save 

Transgressors  doom'd  to  die. 

6. 
There  on  a  glorious  throne  he  reigns, 

And  by  his  povv'r  divine, 
Redeems  us  from  the  slavish  chains 

Of  satan,  and 'of  sin. 

7. 
Thence  shall  the  Lord  to  judgment  come, 

And  with  a  sov 'reign  voice 
Shall  call,  and  break  up  ev'ry  tomb, 

While  waking  saints  rejoice. 

8. 
O  !  may  I  then  w  ith  joy  appear, 

Before  the  Judge's  iace, 
And  with  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Sing  his  redeeming  grace. 


HYMN  LXXX. 

The  Excellency  of  the  Bible, 

1. 

GREAT  God,  with  wonder  and  \^ith  praise, 
On  all  thy  works  I  look  : 
But  still  thy  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  grace. 
Shine  brighter  in  thy  book. 

2. 
The  stars,  that  in  their  courses  roll, 

Have  much  instruction  giv'n. 
But  thy  good  word  informs  my  soul, 
How  1  may  climb  to  hcav'n. 

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3. 


The  fields  provide  me  food,  and  shew 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
But  fruits  of  life  and  glory  grow 

In  thy  most  holy  word. 

4. 
Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hid, 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies  , 
Here  my  desires  are  satisfy 'd, 

And  hence  my  hopes  arise. 

5. 
Lord,  make  me  understand  thy  law, 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been  ; 
And  from  thy  eospel  let  me  draw 

Pardon  for  SI  my  sin. 

6. 
Here  I  would  learn  how  Christ  has  dy'd 

To  save  my  soul  from  hell  : 
Not  all  the  books  on  earth  beside 

Such  heav'nly  wonders  tell. 

7. 
Then  let  me  love  my  Bible  more. 

And  take  a  fresh  delight. 
By  day  to  read  those  wonders  o'er, 

And  meditate  by  night. 


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HYMN  LXXXL 

Against  Pride  in  Cloaths. 

\. 

WHY  should  our  garments  (made  to  hide 
Our  parents'  shame)  provoke  our  pride? 
The  art  of  dress  did  ne'er  begin, 
'Till  Eve  our  mother  ler\rnt  to  sin. 


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2. 
When  first  she  put  her  cov'ring  on. 
Her  robe  of  innocence  was  gone  ; 
And  yet  her  children  vainly  boast 
In  the  sad  marks  of  glor}'^  lost. 


How  proud  we  are  !  how  fond  to  siiew 
Our  cloaths,  and  call  them  rich  and  new  ; 
When  the  poor  sheep  and  silk-worm  wore 
That  very  cloathing  long  before. 

The  tulip  and  the  butterfly 

Appear  in  gayer  coats  than  I. 

Let  me  be  drest  fine  as  I  will, 

Flies,  worms,  and  flow 'rs  exceed  me  still. 

5. 
Then  will  I  set  my  heart  to  find 
Inward  adornings  of  the  mind  ; 
Knowledge  and  virtue,  truth  and  grace  ; 
These  .are  the  robes  of  richest  dress. 

6. 
No  more  shall  worms  ^vith  me  compare, 
This  is  the  raiment  angels  wear  : 
The  Son  of  God,  when  here  below, 
Put  on  this  blest  apparel  too. 

7. 
It  never  fades,  it  ne'er  grows  old. 
Nor  fears  the  rain,  nor  moth,  nor  mould  ; 
It  takes  no  spot,  but  still  refines, 
The  more  'tis  worn,  the  more  it  shines^ 

8. 
In  this  on  earth  may  I  appear, 
Then  go  to  heav'n,  and  wear  it  there  : 
.  God  will  approve  it  in  his  sight, 
'Tis  his  own  work,  and  his  delight. 


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''^  HYMN  LXXXII. 

Jesus  Christ. 

I. 

SAGES  of  ancient  letter'd  times  ! 
In  ev'ry  age,  and  diff'rent  climes, 

For  wisdom  fam'd  among  mankind, 
Withdraw  your  thinly-scatter'd  rays, 
Before  the  broad  o'erpow'ring  blaze 

Of  the  supreme  eternal  mind. 

2. 
Mercy's  great  year,  in  heav'n  enroll'd, 
By  seers  succeeding  seers  foretold, 

Was  now  with  solemn  pomp.  imseaPd, 
Light  of  the  world,  Messiah  ca'Kse, 
In  his  almighty  Father's  name, 

And  immortality  reveai'd. 

3. 
Fill'd  with  his  Father's  strength  he  taught ; 
The  dumb  in  rapture  speak  their  thought, 

The  lame  man  bounding  like  the  roe  : 
The  blind  look  up  to  heav'n,   stern  death 
Resigns  its  spoil,  and  from  his  breath 

Fierce  demons  shrink  to  shades  below. 

4. 
O  works  of  pow'r,  O  works  of  love. 
Ethereal  embassage  to  prove, 

That  ev'ry  rising  doubt  controul  ; 
Earnest  of  love  and  pow'r  more  strong,. 
Which  to  the  Son  of  God  belong, 

To  heal  the  miseries  of  the  soul. 

5. 
Great  Prophet,  Saviour,  worthy  thou 
That  ev'ry  knee  in  homage  bow, 

From  ev'ry  mouth  thy  praise  fehowld  fiow  ; 


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All  thy  commands  are  mild  and  just, 
TJiy  promise  faithful  to  our  trust, 

Will  pardon,  peace,  and  heav'n  bestow. 


HYMN   LXXXIIL 

Happy  Poverty. 

1. 

YE  humble  souls,  complain  no  morc  ;       -r.- 
Let  faith  survey  your  future  store  : 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest,  ; 

The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest. 

2. 
When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear  ; 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes,  q 

The  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

3. 
In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  ; 
In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores. 
Trifles  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours. 

4. 
There  shall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious  friend  that  dy'd  for  you  ; 
Who  dy'd  to  ransom,  dy'd  to  raise 
To  crowns  of  jov,  and  songs  of  praise. 

5. 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  pray'r  : 
Reveal,  confirm  my  int'rcst  there  ! 
Whate'cr  my  humble  lot  below, 
This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know. 


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6. 
O  let  me  hear  the  voice  divine, 
Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mine  ! 
Enroll 'd  among  che  happy  poor, 
My  largt'st  wishes  ask  no  more. 


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HYMN  LXXXIV. 

The  Power  of  Faith, 

1. 

FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss,. 
And  saves  me  from  its  snares  j 
Ito  aid  in  ev'ry  duty  brings. 
And  softens  all  my  cares  : 

2. 
Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 

And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heav'nly  thmgs, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3. 
The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  : 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4.  .    '    - 

Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there. 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

ShcAvs  me  the  precious  promise^  /jseal'jd 

Vv  ith  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 

Upon  a  faithful  God. 


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6. 

There,  there  unshaken  would  I  rest, 

Till  this  vile  body  dies  : 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 

At  once  to  glory  rise. 


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HYMN   LXXXV. 

The  Grave  sanctified  hy  Christ. 

\. 

WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
^Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2. 
Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

3. 
The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blest. 

And  soft'ned  ev'ry  bed  : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  the  dying  head? 

4. 
Thence  he  arose  and  burst, the  chain, 

To  shew  our  feet  the  way 
From  shades,  where  death  and  darkness  reign, 
To  realms  of  endless  dav. 

5. 
Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  his  kindred  rise  i 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground. 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 


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^^  HYMN    LXXXVI. 

On  Providence. 

1. 

LORD,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  surveys 
Creation's  beauties  o'er^ 
Ail  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  our  souls  adore. 

2. 
Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  : 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak' their  source  divine. 

3. 
The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms, 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air; 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms, 
Almighty  pow'r  declare. 

4. 
Thy  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  goodness.  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear  : 
And  O  let  man  thy  praise  record  ; 
Man,  thy  distinguish'd  care. 

5. 
From  thee  ;tlie  breath  of  life  he  drew  ; 

That  b/eath  thy  pow'r  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

6. 
Yet  nobler  favours  claim  his  praise, 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  ; 
By  revelation's  brightest  rays, 
Still  more  divinelv  bless'd. 


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7. 
Thy  providence,  his  constant  guard 

When  threa- 'ning  \A'oes  impend. 
Or  will  th'  impending  dangers  ware!. 

Or  timely  succom-s  lend. 

8. 
On  us,  that  providence  has  shone, 

With  gentle  smiling  ravs  ; 
O  let  our  lips  and  hves  make  known, 

Thy  goodness,  and  thy  praise. 


HYMN   LXXXVII. 

Seasojiable  Showers. 

1. 

WITH  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreadr>  his  cloud. 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2. 
He  sends  his  showers  of  blessing  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  cro^^•n, 
And  corn  in  vallies  grow. 

3. 
He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat. 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  ; 
And  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  liis  honours  high. 

4. 
The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud,        * 
Praise  xo.  the  sovereign  Lord  ! 
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HYMN  LXXXVIIL 

The  LonPs  Praijer. 

1. 

OUR  Father,  high  enthron'd  above, 
With  boundless  glory  croAvn'd  : 
Fountain  of  light,  and  life,  and  love, 
Ten  thousand  worlds  around. 

2. 
Supremely  honour'd  l^e  thy  name, 

By  every  grateful  mind ; 
Whether  a  pure  etherial  flame, 
Or  yet  in  flesh  confin'd. 

3. 
Erect  thine  empire,  gracious  King, 

And  spread  its  power  abroad; 
Till  earth,  and  all  her  millions,  sing 
The  praises  of  their  God. 

4. 
O  be  thy  will  on  earth  obey'd, 

As  'tis  obey'd  abo^e  ; 
And  the  profoundest  homage  paid, 
With  all  the  joys  of  love. 

5. 
Each  rising  day  renews  our  want. 

That  want,  O  Lord,  relieve! 
And  with  our  food  thy  blessing  grant  ; 
By  both  thy  creatures  live. 

6. 
Our  debts  are  grown  immensely  large. 

But,  Lord  eftlice  the  score! 
As  we  a  brother's  debts  discharge. 
And  never  claim  them  more. 


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7. 
into  temptation's  polson'd  air, 

O  never  let  us  stray ! 
Guard  us  from  evil  by   thy  care, 
Through  life's  endangcr'd  wav  ! 

8. 
Thine  is  the  kino'dom  Lord  by  ricrht 
Unbounded  and  supreme  ; 
i     And  thine  the  alLsustaining  might, 
And  glory's  peerless  beam. 

9. 
"  These  are  for  ever  thine,"  in  songs 

Heaven's  blissful  myriads  cry  ; 
"  These  are  for  ever  thine,"  our  tongues 
In  humbler  notes  reply- 


HYMN  LXXXIX. 
Give  us  this  Day  our  daily  Bread. 

1. 

FOUNTAIN  of  blessing,  ever  bless'd, 
EnriclTing.  all,  of  ail  possess'd  ; 
By  whom  the  whole  creation's  fed. 
Give  me,  each  day,  my  daily  bread. 

2. 
To  thee  my  very  life  I  owe, 
Fi-om  thee  do  all  my  comforts  fio'a'; 
And  every  blessing  which  I  need. 
Must  from  thy  bounteous  hand  proceed. 

3. 
Great  things  are  not  -what  I  desire, 
Nor  dainty   meat,  nor  rich  attire ; 
(Content  \\\\\\  little  would  I  be, 
Th'.it  httle,  Lord,  must  come  from  thee. 


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While  -wicked  men,  with  all  their  store,. 

Are  ever  grasping  after  more  ; 

With  Agur's  wish  Pin  satisfi'd, 

Nor  grudge  them  all  the  world  beside. 


HYMN  XC. 

A?!  Invocation  to  praise  the  Lord. 

1. 

YE  works  of  God,  on  him  alone, 
In  eardi  his  footstool,  heav'n  his  throne, 
Be  all  your  praise  bestow'd ; 
Whose  hand,  the  beauteous  fabric  made,- 
Whose  eye,  the  finish'd  work  survey kl. 
And  saw  that  all  was  good. 

2. 
Ye  angels,  who  with  loud  acclaim, 
Admiring  view'd  the  new-born  frame, 

And  hail'd  th'    eternal  King ; 
Again,  proclaim  your  Maker's  praise, 
Agam,  your  thankful  voices  raise. 
And  sacred  anthems  sing. 
3. 
Ye  sons  of  men,  his  praise  display, 
Who  stamp'd  his  image  on  your  claj\ 

And  ga\'c  it  pow'r  to  move  : 
Ye,  ^^"ho  in  Juckih's  conftnes  dwell. 
From  age  to  age  successive  tell, 
The  \\  onders  of  his  love. 
4. 
And  you,  your  thankful  voices  join;, 
Who  oft  at  Salem's  sacred  shrine^ 


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Before  his  altars  l:neel : 
"Where  throii'd  in  maje=^ty  he  dwells. 
And  from  the  mystic  cloud  reveals 

The  dictates  of  his  will. 

5. 
Ye  spirits  of  the  just  and  good. 
That,  eager  for  the  bless'd  abode, 

To  heav'nly  mansions  soar  : 
O  let  your  songs 'his  praise  display, 
Till  heav'n  itself  shall  melt  away, 

And  time  sliall  be  no  more. 
6. 
Praise  Him,  ye  meek  and  humble  train. 
Ye  saints,  whom  his  decrees  ordain 

The  boundless  bliss  to  share : 
O  praise  Him,  till  ye  take  your  way 
To  regions  of  eternal  day, 

And  reign  forever  there. 


HYMN    XCI. 

Growing  ifi  Grace. 

1. 

PRAISE  to  thy  name,  eternal  God, 
For  all  the  grace  thou  shed'st  abroad  ; 
For  all  thine  influence  from  above. 
To  warm  our  souls  with  sacred  love. 

2. 
Blest  be  thy  hand,  Avhich  from  the  skies. 
Brought  down  this  plant  of  Paradise, 
And  gave  its  heav'nly  glories  birth. 
To  deck  this  wilderness  of  earth. 

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But  why  does  that  celestial  flow'r 
Open,  and  thrive,  and  shine  no  more  : 
Where  are  its  balmy  odours  fled  ? 
And  why  reclines  its  beauteous  head  ? 

4.. 
Too  plain  alas  !  the  languor  shows 
Th'  unkindly  soil  in  which  it  grows ; 
Where  the  black  frosts  and  beating  storm 
Wither,  and  rend  its  tender  form. 


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Unchanging  Sun,  thy  beams  display, 
To  drive  the  frosts  and  storms  away  ; 
Make  all  thy  potent  virtues  known, 
To  cheer  a  plant  so  much  thy  own.. 

6. 
And  thou,  blest  Spirit,  deign  to  blovv^ 
Fresh  gales  of  heav'n  on  shrubs  below  ; 
So  shall  they  grov/  and  breathe  abroad, 
A  fragrance  grateful  to  our  God. 


HYMN  XCir. 

The  Year  crowned  xvith  divine  Goodness. 

1. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  ev'ry  joy  ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ. 
Wnile  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2. 
Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  jx)le  : 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies,. 


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3. 

I'he  Row'ry  spring  at  thy  command 
Embalms  the  air,  anci  ramts  the  land  ; 
The  summer  Learns  with  vigour  shine^ 
To  raise  the  corn  arid  cheer  the  vine. 

4. 
Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  land  redundant  stores  ;. 
And  -winters,  soften'd  by  tiiy  care, 
No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5. 
Seasons,  and  months,  and  Areeks,  and  da^-^s, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 
Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid. 
With  op'ning  light,  and  ev'ning  shade. 

G. 
Here  in  thy  house  shall  incense  rise, 
As  circling  sabbatlis  bless  our  eyes  : 
Still  \Aill  we  make  thv  mercies  kno^vn, 
Around  thy  board,  and  round  our  own. 

7.. 
O  may  our  more  hiu'monious  tongues 
In  words  unknown  pursue  the  songs  ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore. 
Where  days  and  years  revohe  no  more. 


HYMN    XCni. 

For  a  Fast -Day  hi  time  of  War. 

1. 

GREAT  God  of  hcav'n  and  nature  rise, 
And  hear  our  loud  united  cries, 
We  humbly  bow  before  thy  face, 
T'  implore  thine  aid,  to  seek  thy  giacc. 


No  arm  of  flesh  wc  make  our  trust, 
Nor  sword,  nor  hoi'se,  nor  ships  we  boast  ; 
Thine  is  the  land,  and  thine  the  main, 
And  human,  skiil'  and  force  are  vain. 

3. 
Our  guilt  might  draw  thy  vengeance  down 
On  ev'ry  shore,  on  ev'ry  tov/n  ; 
But  view  us,  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  lay  th'  uphfted  thunder  by. 

A, 

Forgive  the  follies  of  our  times, 
And  purge  the  land  from  all  its  crimes  ; 
Reform'd  and  deck'd  with  grace  divine^ 
Let  rulers,  priests  and  people  shine, 

5. 
So  shall  our  God  delight  to  bless, 
And  crown  our  ai  ms  w  ith  ^\'ide  success  ; 
Our  foes  shall  dread  Jehovah's  sword. 
While  we  victorious,  shout  the  Lord. 


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HYMN    XCIV. 

A   Morning   Hymn. 

1. 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes   thy  waking   eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2. 
Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound. 
Wide  as  the  heav'ns  on  whicli  he  sits^ 
To  turn  the  seasons  round,. 


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'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  Mrath  to  flame, 

And  vet  his  wrath  delays. 

4.    ■ 
On  us,  poor  Avorms,  his  pow'r  might  tread, 

And  we  could  ne'er  withstand; 
His  justice  might 'have  crush'd  us  dead, 

But  mercy  held  his  hand. 

5. 
How  many  thousand  souls  have  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun, 
And  yet  he  lengthens  out  our  thready 

Aud  yet  our  moments  run. 

6. 
Great  God,  let  all  our  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  we  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  shall  our  sun  in  smiles  decline, 

And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 


HYMN   XCV. 
T/ie  Book  of  Nature  and  of  Scripture. 

1. 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  sky 
Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  his  glorious  works  on  high, 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 

2. 
Tiie  darkness  and  the  light, 
Still  keep  their  course  the  same  : 
Wliile  night  to  day,  and  day  to  nigl:it, 
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3. 
In  ev'ry  diff'rent  land, 
Their  general  \'oice  is  known  : 
They  rshew  the  wonders  of  his  hand. 
And  counsels  of  his  throne. 

4. 
Thou  western  \^■orld  rejoice, 
Here  he  reveals  his  word  ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5. 
His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes, 
He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

6. 
His  laws  are  just  and  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit,. 
His  promises  forever  sure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7. 
While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
To  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 


HYMN    XCVL 
God  exalted  above  all  Frame. 

1. 

ETERNAL  Power  !  whose  high  abode 
Becom.es  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ; 
Inlinite  length,  beyond  the  bounds, 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 


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2. 
The  lowest  step  beneath  thy  seat, 
Rises  too  high  lor  Gabriel's  feet  ; 
In  vain  the  tall  arch-angel  tries 
To  reach  the  height  with  wond'ring  eyes. 


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Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ? 
From  s^.o  :incl  dust  to  thee  wc  cry, 
The  Great,  tu  Holy,  and  the  High  ! 

4. 
Earth  from  afar  h':ith  heard  thy  fame. 
And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name  ; 
But  O,  the  glories  of  thy  mind, 
Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

.'      .    .  5.  ■ 

God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below  ; 
Be  short  our  tunes  ;  our  v.ords  be  few  : 
A  sacred  rev'rence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 


HYMN    XCVn. 

Gi'atitiide. 

1. 

WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  sur\'eys  ; 
Transported  with  the  view,   I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise  : 

2. 
O  how  shall  words  Avith  equal  v/iu-mtli 

The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravish'd  heaii  ? 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 


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3. 
Thy  providence  my  life  sustaiii'd, 

And  all  my  wants  redrest, 

When  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay^ 

And  hung  upon  the  breast. 

4. 
To  all  my  weak  complaints  and^  cries, 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
E'er  yet  mv  feeble  thoudits  had  learnt 
To  form  themselves  in  pray'r. 

5. 
Unnumber'd  comforts  to  mv  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow 'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

6. 
'When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm  unseen  convey 'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

/ . 
Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

8. 
When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  thy  \vorks  no  more  ; 
My  ever-grateful  heart,   O  Lord, 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore. 

9. 
Through  all  eternity  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise. 
But  Oh  !  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 


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HYMN   XCVIII.  ^^ 

The  Vanity  of  mortal  Man. 

1. 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  da}-s, 
Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  : 
I   -I  would  survey  Hfe's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2. 
Can  we  in  life  securely  trust, 

Or  boast  of  future  time  ? 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 

3. 
See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move, 

Like  shado^vs  o'er  the  plain. 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  lo'>'e, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4. 
Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  shew, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore. 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  arc  seen  no  more. 

5. 
What  shall  I  wish  or  seek  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust? 
'They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

G. 
Now  we  forbid  our  carnal  hope, 

Our  Ibnd  desires  rccal  : 
"We  give  our  mortal  hitercst  up. 
,     And  make  our  God  our  all. 

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HYMN   XCIX. 

Thoughts  ifi  Sickness. 

1. 

WHEN  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
O'erwhelm'd  with  grief  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O  how  shall  I  appear ! 

2. 
If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found. 

And  mercy  may  be  sought. 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought : 

3. 
When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  dlsdfos'd 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O  how  shall  I  appear ! 

4.  ' 
But  thou  hast  told  the  troubled  mind 

Who  does  her  sins  lament, 
The  timely  tribute  of  her  tears 
Shall  endless  woe  prevent. 

5. 
Then  see  the  sorrow  of  my  heart, 

E'er  yet  it  be  too  late  ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groans, 
To  give  these  sorrows  weight. 

6. 
For  never  sh;jll  my  soul  despair. 

Her  pardon  to  procure. 
Who  knows  thy  only  Son  has  dy'd> 
To  make  her  pardon  sure. 


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HYMN    C. 

•  Reliance  upon  God. 

1. 

THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  : 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ;  , 

My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2. 
When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peajceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

5. 
Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
■^    My  stedfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friei-idly  crook  shall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

Though  in  a  bare  ar»d  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  : 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 


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HYMN   Cr. 

BeiuDi  fi'X)m   Sea. 


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1. 

OW  are  thy  ser\  ants  blest,  O  Lord  \ 
How  sure  is  their  defence  1 . 
JLttrnal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2. 
Think,   O  my  soul,  devoutly  think, 

How  with  affrighted  e3-i;s, 
Thou  saAv'st  the  wide  extended  deep 
In  all  its  horrors  rise! 

3. 
Confusion  dwelt  in  ev'ry  face, 

And  fear  m  ev'ry  heart  ; 
Vv  hen  waves  on  waves,  and  gulfs  on  gulfs,- 
O'ercame  the  pilot's  art. 

4. 
Yet  then  from  all  my  griefs,  O  Lord, 

Thy  mercy  set  me  free, 
Whilst  in  die  confidence  of  pray'r, 
iVlv  soul  took  hold  on  thee. 

5. 
For  though  in  dreadful  whirls  we  hung, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
I  new  thou  v/ert  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

6. 
The  stonn  was  laid,  the  winds  retir'd, 

Obedient  to  thy  will; 
The  sea  that  roar'd  at  thy  command, 
At  thv  command  was  still. 


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In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  death, 

Thy  goodness  Pll  adore, 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 

And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

I     My  Ufe,  if  thou  preserv'st  my  Ufe, 
Thv  sacrifice  shall  be, 
And  death,  if  death  must  be  my  doom. 
Shall  join  my  soul  to  thee. 


HYMN  CII. 

Longing  for  the  Presence  of  Christ. 
1. 

IN  vain  the  dusky  night  retires, 
And  sullen  shadows  fly  : 
In  vain  the  mom,  with  purple  light, 
Ador-.is  the  eastern  sky. 

2. 
In  vain,  dispensing  vernal  sweets, 

The  gentle  breezes  play  ; 
In  vain  the  birds  with  cheerful  songs, 
Salute  the  new-born  day. 

3. 
In  vain,  unless  my  Saviour's  face, 

These  gloomy  clouds  controul, 
And  dissipate  the  sullen  shades 
That  overwhelm  my  soul. 

4. 
O  !  visit  then  thy  servant,  Lord, 

With  favour  from  on  high  : 
Arise,  my  bright  immortal  Sun  ! 
And  all  these  shades  shall  die. 
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5. 

When,  when  shall  we  behold  thy  face, 

All  radiant  and  serene, 
Without  those  envious  dusky  clouds. 

That  make  a  veil  between  ? 

6. 
When  shall  that  long-expected  day 

Of  sacred  vision  be, 
When  our  impatient  souls  shall  make 

A  near  approach  to  thee  ? 


HYMN  cm. 

For  a  time  of  general  Sickness. 
1. 
|EATH,  with  his  dread  commission  seal.'d, 
No^v  hastens  to  his  arms  ; 
In  awful  state  he  takes  the  field, 
And  sounds  his  dire  alarms. 

2. 
Attendant  plagues  around  him  stand. 

And  wait  his  dread  command  ; 
And  pains,  and  dying  groans  obey 
The  signal  of  his  hand. 

3. 
With  cruel  force  he  scatters  round 

His  shafts  of  deadly  pov/'r  ; 
While  the  grave  waits  its  destin'd  prey, 
Impatient  to  devour. 

4. 
Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endless  joy, 

Nor  let  your  fears  prevail  ; 
Eternal  life  is  your  reward. 
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5. 
What  though  his  darts  promiscuous  hurl'd. 

Deal  fatal  plagues  around, 
And  heaps  of  putrid  carcases 

O'erload  the  cumber'd  ground. 

6. 
vThe  arrows  that  shall  wound  your  flesh., 

Were  .giv'n  him  from  above, 
Dipt  in  the  great  Kedeemer's  blood. 

And  feather'd  all  with  lo^e. 

7. 
These,  with  a  gentle  hand  lie  throws. 

And  saints  lie  gasping  too  : 
But  heav'nly  strength  supports  their  souls; 

And  bears  them  conqu'rors  through. 

8. 
Joyful  they  stretch  their  wings  abroad. 

And  all  hi  triumph  rise, 
To  the  fair  palace  of  their  God, 

And  mansions  in  the  skies. 


HYMN    CIV. 

Love  to  God. 
1. 

HAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign,  . 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast  ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train. 
And  quickens  all  the  rest. 

2. 
Knowledge,  alas  !   'tis  ail  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  : 
Our  stubborn  sins  ^vill  fight  and  reign- 
If  love  be  absent  there. 


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3. 
'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
The  devils  know  and  tremble  too, 

But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4. 
Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away, 

To  see  our  smiling  God. 

5. 
This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  : 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings, 

In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 


HYMN    CV. 

^  penitential  Hymn. 
1. 

THOU  sacred  Pow'r,  in  heav'n  above, 
Eternal  and  supreme  ! 
Accept  the  faint  address   we  make 
To  thy  adored  name. 

2. 
Pierc'd  with  the  deepest  sense  of  guilt,, 

We  bovv'-  before  thy  throne, 
And  humbly  hope  for  pard'ning  grace, 
Through  thy  beloved  Son. 

3. 
O  may  that  grace  our  hearts  incline 

To  keep  the  heav'nly  road  ! 
Though  all  the  pow'rs  on  earth  combine 
To  drive  us  from  our  God. 


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4. 
Sinful  we  are,  and  oft  offend 

Against  thy  just  command, 
And  yet  protection  still  we  find, 

From  thy  supporting  hand. 

5. 
Th'  amazing  debt  to  thee  we  owe. 

Increases  e\'ery  day  : 
And  yet  a  few  relenting  teai's, 

Is  all  we  can  repa\'. 

6. 
Thy  tender  mercies,  Lord,  bestow. 

Our  many  sins  remove ; 
And  ev'ry  stubborn  heart  subdue. 

With  thy  forgiving  love. 


HYiMN    CVI. 

For  a  Fast-Day, 
1. 

WHEN  Abr'am  full  of  sacred  awe, 
Before  Jeliovah  stood, 
And  with  a  humble  fervent  pray'r, 
For  sruilty  Sodom  su'd. 

2. 
With  what  success,  what  wond'rous  grace. 

Was  his  petition  croA\n'd  ! 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  the  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  fouucL 

3. 
And  could  a  single  holy  soul 

So  ricli  a  boon  oljtain  ? 
Great  God,  and  shall  a  nation  cry. 
And  plead  with  thcc  in  vain? 


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4. 
Our  country,  guilty  as  she  is, 

Some  saints,  we  hope,  can  boast, 
And  now  their  fervent  pray'rs  ascend, 

And  can  those  pray'rs  be  lost  ? 

5. 
Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee, 

Now,  as  in  ancient  times? 
Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 

Gomorrah  in  its  crimes  ? 

6. 
Still  are  we  thine,  we  bear  thy  name, 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode. 
Long  has  thy  presence  bless'd  our  land, 

Forsake  us  not,  O  God. 


HYMN    CVII. 

The  Nativity  of  Christ. 
1. 
U  QHEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 

J^     "  And  send  your  fears  away  ; 
**  News  from  the  region  of  the  skies, 
"  Salvation's  born  to  day. 

2. 
"  Jesus,  the  King  whom  angels  fear, 
"  Comes  dov/n  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
"  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
'*  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3. 
*'  No  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

"  Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 
"  A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
"  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 


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4. 
*'  Gq,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

"  And  see  his  humble  throne; 
"  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
*'  Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

5. 
Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 

The  hcav'nly  armies  throng, 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song : 

6. 
"  Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
"  Let  peace  surround  the  earth ; 
"  Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
By  their  Redeemer's  birth." 


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HYMN    CVIII. 

The  You7ig  encouraged  to  seek  and  love  Christ. 

1. 

YE  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 
In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  ev'ry  earthly  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2. 
He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you  ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3. 
"  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

"  Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
*'  And  those,  who  early  seek  my  grace, 
"  Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 


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4. 
What  object,  Lord,  our  souls  should  movej 

If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  our  love, 

Like  what  in  Christ  we  see  ? 

5. 
Away  ye  false  delusive  to}^s, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
Here  will  we  fix  our  lasting  choice, 

For"  here  true  bliss  we  find. 


HYMN    CIX. 

<4  Funej^al  Hymn, 
1. 

THE  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 
The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh. 
When  righteous  persons  ftill  around. 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2. 
Yet  not  a  murmuring  thought  shall  e'er 
With  these  our  mourning  passions  blend ; 
Nor  would  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Th'  Almighty  ever-living  Friend. 

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Beneath  a  nnm'rous  train  of  ills, 
Our  feeble  ilesh  and  heart  ma}^  fail ; 
Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  ev'iy  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4. 
Parent  and  husband,  guard  and  guide, 
Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  ev'ry  care. 
And  comfort  seek  from  tli^e  alone. 


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5. 
Our  Father,  God,  thee  have  wc  chose. 
Our  rock,  our  portion,  and  our  friend, 
And  on  thy  cov'nant  love  and  truth, 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 


HYMN   ex. 

>4t  the  funiral  of  a  youn^  Person. 
1. 

WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch 'd  away 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2. 
W^iile  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  pow'r — I  too  must  die — 
Smk  deep  in  ev'r}'^  breast. 

3. 
Let  this  \'ain  world  engage  no  more ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour, 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4. 
The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene, 

Miay  ev'ry  hcail  obey, 
Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5. 
O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  pow'rful  arm  can  save  ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

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6. 
Great  God  !  thy  sov 'reign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing  healing  pow'r  ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 

For  death's  important  hour. 


HYMN    CXI. 

Pi'aise  for  natiof,al  Peace, 

1. 

GREAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath, 
Can  sink  the  world  or  bid  it  rise  : 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2. 
When  angry  nations  rush  to  aims, 
And  rage  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign, 
And  war  resoimds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  spreads  the  hostile  plain  : 

3. 
Thy  sov 'reign  eye  looks  calmly  down. 
And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their  pow'r ; 
Th)^  word  the  angry  nations  own. 
And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4. 
Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 
(Sweet  peace  !  with  her  what  blessings  fled  !) 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  vallies  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5. 
Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  s«bservient  to  thv  will ; 
And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 


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6'. 
To  tliee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs^ 

Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  : 

O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 

Confess  thy  goodness  and  adore. 


HYMN    CXII. 

I. 

WEARY  of  these  low  scenes  of  night, 
My  fainting  heart  grows  sick  of  time. 
Sighs  for  the  dawn  of  sweet  delight, 
Sighs  for  a  distant,  happier  clime  ! 

2. 
Ah  why  that  sigh  ? — peace,  coward  heart. 
And  learn  to  bear  thy  lot  of  woe  : 
Look  round — how  easy  is  thy  part, 
To  what  thy  fellow- suff'rers  know. 

3. 
Are  not  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Entail'd  on  ev'ry  mortal  birth  ? 
Convinc'd,  hast  thou  not  long  resign'd 
The  flat'ring  hope  of  bliss  on  earth  ? 

4. 
'Tis  just,   'tis  right  ;  thus  he  ordains, 
Who  form'd  this  animated  clod  ; 
That  needful  cares,  instructive  pains. 
May  bring  the  restless  heart  to  God. 

5. 
In  him,  my  soul,  behold  thy  rest, 
Nor  hope  for  bliss  below  the  sky  : 
Come  resignation  to  my  breast. 
And  silence  every  plaintive  sigh. 


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6. 

Come  faith  and  hope,  celestial  pair  ! 
Calm  resignation  waits  on  you  ; 
Beyond  these  gloomy  scenes  of  care, 
Point  out  a  soul-reviving  view. 

4  - 

Parent  of  good,   'tis  thine  to  give 
These  cheerful  graces  to  the  mind  : 
Smile  on  my  soul  and  bid  me  live, 
Desiring,  hoping,  yet  resign'd  ! 


HYMN   CXIII. 

The  Birth  of  Christ. 
1. 

ARISE  and  hail  the  happy  day  ; 
Cast  all  low  cares  of  life  away, 

And  thought  of  meaner  things  : 
This  day  to  cure  our  deadly  woes, 
The  Sun  of  righteousness  arose, 

With  healing  in  his  wings. 

2. 
if  Angels  on  that  happy  morn, 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  was  born, 

Pour'd  forth  their  joyful  songs ; 
Much  more  should  we  of  human  race, 
Adore  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 

To  whom  that  grace  belongs. 

3. 
O  then  let  heav'n  and  earth  rejoice, 
Let  everv  creature  join  his  voice, 

To  hymn  the  happy  day ; 
When  Satan's  empire  vanquish'd  fell, 
And  all  the  powers  of  death  and  hell, 

Confess'd  his  sov 'reign  sway. 


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HYMN    CXIV. 

The  Sufferings  of  Christ. 

1. 

NOW  let  our  pains  l^e  all  forgot, 
Our  hearts  no  more  repine  ; 
Our  sufferings  are  not  worth  a  thought, 
When,  Lord,  compar'd  to  thine. 

2. 
In  lively  figures  here  we  see. 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  love  ; 

Each  of  us  hope  he  di'd  for  me. 

And  then  our  griefs  remove. 

3. 
Grace,  wisdom,  justice,  join'cj  and  wrought 

The  wonders  of  that  day  : 
No  mortal  tongue,  nor  mortal  thought. 
Can  equal  thanks  repay. 

4. 
Our  songs  should  sound  like  those  above, 

Could  we  our  voices  raise  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  hearts  shall  all  be  love. 
And  all  our  lives  be  praise. 

HYMN   CXV. 

ChrisVs  Regard  to  little  Children. 
1. 

SEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 
With  all-engaging  charms ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  hi.s  arms. 

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*' Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
"  For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these. 

"  The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3. 
We  bring-  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  handh^. 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  : 
Joyful,  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 

Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4." 
Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear  : 

Ye  children  seek  his  face  ; 
And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5. 
If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust: 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts,. 

If  weeping  o'er  their   dust. 


HYiMN    CXVL 

'The  Priesthood  of  Christ  and  Aaron  compared. 

1. 

JESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
A  thousand  glories  more. 
Than  sparkled  in  the  gems  and  gold, 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 

2. 
They  first  their  own  burnt  off''rings  brought 

To  purge  themselves  from  sin ; 
Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  spot, 
And  all  thy  i:iature  clean. 


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Oiicc  ill  tlie  circuit  of  a  year, 

With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  veil  appears, 

Before  the  golden  throne. 

4. 
But  Christ  by  his  own  pow'rful  blood,. 

Ascends  above  the  skies, 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 

Shews  his  own  sacrifice. 

5. 
Jesus,  the  king  of  glory  reigns, 

On  Sion's  heav'nly  hill, 
Looks  like  a  Lamb  that  once  was  slain. 

And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 

6. 
He  ever  lives  to  intercede 

Before  his  Father's  face  : 
Give  him,  my  soul,  thy  cause  to  plead,. 

Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 


HYMN   CXVn. 

The    Perfection  of  Scripture. 
1. 

LET  all  the  heathen  v,Titers  join, 
To  form  one  perfect  book  ; 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  to  thine, 
How  mean  the  work  would  look! 

2. 
Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave,. 

Could  shew  one  sin  forgiv'n. 
Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave: 
But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 


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3.      . 
Thy  precepts  may  we  then  survey. 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
Through  all  the  business  of  the  day, 

To  form  our  actions  right. 

4. 
Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law  : 

How  firm  their  souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 

Their  steady  feet  aside. 

5. 
Thy  word  is  like  a  heav'nly  light, 

That  guides  them  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 

A  lamp  to  lead  their  way. 

6. 
Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth, 

How  pure  is  every  page! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 

And  well  support  our  age. 


HYMN    CXVni. 

The  AngeVs  Reply  to  the   Women  who  sought 
Christ  on  the  Morming  of  his  Resurrection, 

I. 

YE  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord, 
Chase  all  your  fears  away  ; 
And  bow  v/ith  pleasure  down  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2. 
Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do ; 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  tlirobb'd  and  bled  for  you. 


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3. 
A  moment  give  a  loose  to  grief, 

Let  grateful  sorrows  rise, 
And  wash  the  bloody  stains  away, 

With  torrents  from  your  eyes. 

4. 
Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  your  songs, 

The  Saviour  lives  again ; 
Not  all  the  bolts  -and  bars  of  death 

The  Confjueror  could  detuiii, 

5. 
High  o'er  th»  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonour'd  head ; 
And  through  unnumber'd  years  he  reigns. 

Who  dwelt  amongst  the  dead. 

6. 
With  joy  like  his  shall  ev'iy  saint 

His  empty  tomb  survey ; 
Then  rise,  with  his  ascending  Lord, 

To  realms  of  endless  day. 


HYMN  CXIX. 

Afflictions  aiid  Death  tinder  Providence. 

NOT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 
Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance ; 
Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes, 
A   sad  inheritance ! 

2. 
As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals,  ♦ 

And  still  are  upwards  borne  ; 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls. 
And  man  grows  up  to  mourn : 


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3. 
Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  raise, 

And  trust  his  promised  grace; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  laws 

Of  love  and  righteousness. 

4. 
Not  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 

Sl."Jl  spoil  my  future  peace; 
For  death  and  hel!  can  do  no  more, 

Than  thou  my  Father  please. 


HYMN   CXX. 

Youth  and  Judgment. 
1. 

LO  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rise, 
And  through  all  nature  rove, 
Fuihl  the  wishes  of  their  eyes, 
And  taste  the  joys  they  love. 

2. 
They  give  a  loose  to  wild  desires; 

But  let  the  sinners  know 
The  strict  account  that  God  requires, 
Of  all  the  works  they  do. 

3. 
The  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high, 

The  frighted  earth  and  seas. 
Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye. 
And  flee  before  his  face. 

4. 
How  shall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 

And  stand  the  fiery  test? 
I  give  all  mortal  joys  away 
To  be  forever  blest. 


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HYMN  CXXI. 

l^he  Law  and  Gospel  distinguished. 

1. 
HE  Law  commands,  and  makes  us  know. 


What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe  ; 
But  'tis  the  gospel  must  reveal 
Where  lies  our  strength  to  do  his  will. 

2. 
The  Law  discovers  guilt  and  sin, 
And  shews  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been ; 
Only  the  gospel  can  express 
Forgiving  love,  and  cleansing  grace. 

3. 
What  curses  doth  the  law  denounce 
Against  the  man  who  fails  but  once  ? 
But  in  the  gospel  Christ  appears, 
Pard'ning  the  guilt  of  num'rous  years. 

4. 
My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law  ; 
Fly  to  the  hope  the  gospel  gives : 
Since  he  who  trusts  the  promise,  lives. 


HYMN    CXXIL 

Retirejneyit  and  Meditation. 

MY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  tlioughts  I  rove. 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 


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2. 
Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  eai'th,' 
And  thus  debase  my  heav'nly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3. 
Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense. 
Thy  pow'rful  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I   ^vould  obey   the  voice   divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4. 
Be   earth,   with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be   gone  : 
In   secret   silence   of  the   mind, 
My  heav'n,  and  there   my   God,  I  find. 


HYMN  CXXIII. 

The  Death  of  Christ. 

1. 
jinr^WAS  on  that  dark,  and  doleful  night, 

1      When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  Messiah,  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes : 

2. 
Before   the  mournful  scene  began, 
He  took  the  bread,   and  broke  and  bless'd ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wond'rous  grace  his  words  expressed. 

3. 
"  This   is   my  body,    broke   for  sin, 
*■'  Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;" 
Then  took  the  cup,    and  bless'd  the  wine  : 
<'  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood. 


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Do  this,  (he  cry'd)  'till  thne  shall  end, 
In  mera'iy  of  your  dying  friend, 
*'  Meet  at  my  table  and  record, 
'"  The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 


HYMN    CXXIV. 

Christian  Love» 

1. 

LET  party  names  no  more, 
The  Christian  world  o'erspread ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Clirist  their  head. 

2. 
Among  the  saints  on  earth. 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3. 

Let  envy,   and  ill-will, 

Be  banish'd  far  away ; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwel!;^ 

Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4. 

Thus  v/ill  the  church  below, 

Resemble   that   above, 
"Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow. 

And  every  heart  is  love. 

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HYMN    CXXV. 

To  Jesus  Christ  the  Eternal  Life. 

1. 

WHERE  shall  the  tribes  of  Adam  find  " 
The  sov'reign  good  to  fill  the  mind? 
Ye  sons  of  moral  Misdom  show 
The  spring  ^vhence  living  waters  flow. 

2. 
Say  will  the  stoick's  flinty  heart 
Melt,  and  this  cordial  juice  impart  ? 
Could  Plato  find  these  blissful  streams, 
Among  ills  raptures  and  his  dreams  ? 

3. 
In  vain  I  ask ;    for  nature's  pow'r 
Extends  but  to  this  mortal  hour : 
'Twas  but  a  poor  relief  she  gave 
Against  the  terrors  of  the  gra^'e, 

4. 
Jesus,  our  kinsman,  and  our  Lord, 
Array 'd  in  majesty  and  blood, 
Thou  art  our.  life ;    our  souls  in  thee, 
Possess  a  full  felicity. 

5. 
All  our  immortal  hopes  are  laid 
In  thee,  our  surety  and  our  head ; 
Thy  cross,  thy  cradle  and  thy  throne, 
Are  big  with  glories  yet  unknown. 

6. 
Let  atheists  scoff"  and  Jews  blaspheme, 
Th'  eternal  life  and  Jesus'  name ; 
A  word  of  his  almighty  breath. 
Dooms  the  rebellious  world  to  death. 


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But  let  my  soul  forever  lie 
Beneath  the  blessings  of  thine  eye ; 
'Tb  heav'u  on  earUi,   'tis  heav'n  ubove, 
To  see  thy  face,  to  taste  thy  love. 


HYMN    CXXVL 

The   Wisdom  of  God  in  his   Works. 
1. 

HOW  most  exact  is  nature's  frame  ! 
How  wise  th'  Eternal  Mind, 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme, 

That  liis  first  thoughts  design'd. 

2. 

How  great  the  works  his  hands  have  ^^T(5tlght, 

How  glorious  in  our  sight ! 
And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  sought, 

His  wonders  with  delight. 

3. 
When  he  rcdeem'd  his  chosen  sons, 

He  fix'd  his  cov'nant  sure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce, 

To  endless  vears  endure. 

4. 
Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies. 

Thy  heav'nly  skill  proclaim : 
What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise. 

But  learn  to  read   thy  name  ? 

5. 
To  fear  thy  pow'r,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  diAinest  skill  : 
And  he's  the  \\isest  of  our  race, 

Who  best  obeys  thy  will. 


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HYMN  CXXVII. 

Mercy  and  Truth  met  together. 

1. 

WHEN  first  the  God  of  boundlesa  grace 
Disclos'd  his  kind  design, 
To  rescue  our  apostate  race 
From  misery,  shame  and  siii^ 

2. 
Quick  through  the  realms  of  light  and  bliss 

The  joyful  tidings  ran^ 
Each  heart  exulted  at  the  news. 
That  God  would  dwell  with  man. 

3. 
Yet  midst  their  joys  they  paus'd  a  while, 

And  ask'd  with  sti'ange  surprise, 
"But  how   can  injur\l  justice  smile, 
"Or  look  with  pitying  eyes? 

4. 
"  Will  the  Almighty  deign  again, 
' '  To  visit  }-onder  world ; 
And  hither  bring  rebellious  men, 
*'V\'hence  rebels  once  were  hurl'd? 

5. 
Their  tears,  and  groans,  and  deep  distresS;> 
' '  Aloud  for  mercy  call ; 
'•*  But  ah  !    must  truth  and  righteousness, 
•'Victims  to  mercy  fall?" 

6. 
So  spake  the  friends  of  God  and  man, 

Delighted,  yet  surpris'd, 
Eager    to  know  the  wond'rous  plan^ 
That   wisdom  had  devis'd. 


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The  Son  of  God  attentive  heard, 

And  quickly  thus  rcply'd, 
"  In  me  let  mercy  be  rever'd, 

"  And  justice  satisfy 'd. 

8. 
"  Behold !    my  vital  blood  I  pour, 

"A  sacrifice  to  God; 
"  Justice   divine  will  now  no  more 

"  Demand  the  sinner's  blood." 

9. 

He  spake,   and  heav'n's  high  arches  rung ; 

Praise,   ev'ry  tongue   employs, 
"He  died,"   the  friendly  angels  sung. 

Nor  cease  their  rapturous  joys. 


HYMN   CXXVni. 

Hope  in  Distress. 

I. 

WITH  restless  agitations  tost. 
And  low  immers'd  in  woes, 
When  shall  my  wild  distemper'd  thoughts 
Regain  their  lost  repose  ! 

2. 
Beneath  the  deep  oppressive  gloom,. 

My  languid  spirits  fade  ; 
And  all  the  drooping  pow'rs  of  life. 

Decline  to  death's  cokl  shade. 

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3. 
O  thou !    the  wretched's  sure  retreat^ 

These  totfring-  cares  control, 
And  with  the  cheerful  smile  of  peace,. 

Revive  my  fainting-  soul  ! 

4. 
Did  ever  thy  relenting  ear 

The  humble  plea  disdain  ? 
Or  when  did  plaintive  mis'ry  sigh, 

Or  supplicate  in  vain. 

5. 
Opprest  with  grief  and  shame,  dissoh-'d 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  restless  doubts, 

And  dissipates  our  fears. 

6. 
New  life  from  thy  refreshing  grace, 

Our  sinking  hearts  receive ; 
Thy  gentle,  best  lov'd  attribute, 

To  pity  and  forgive. 

i. 
From  that  blest  source,  propitious  hope 

Appears  serenely  bright, 
And  sheds  her  soft  diffusive  beam 

O'er  sorrow's  dismal  night. 

8. 
Dispers'd  by  her  sujierior  force, 

The  sullen  shades  retire ; 
And  opening  gleams  of  new-born  py 

The  conscious  soul  inspire. 

9. 
'^Y  griefs  confess  her  vital  pow'r, 

And  bless  the  friendly  ray, 
That  ushers  in  the  smiling  morn 

Of  everlasting  day. 


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HYMN   CXXIX.  "^ 

The  Necessity  of  renewing   Grace, 
1. 

HOW   helpless,   guilty  natire  lies. 
Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
The  heart  iinchang'd   can   never  rise 
To  happiness  and   God. 

2. 
The   will  perverse, 'the  passions  blind  ; 

In   paths  of  ruin  stray  : 
Reason  debas'd  can  never  find 
The   safe,    the  narrow   way. 

Can  ought  beneath  the  pow'r  divine 

The  stubborn  Mill  subdue ? 
'Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thine 

To   form   the   heart  anew. 

4. 
'Tis  thine   the  passions  to  recall. 

And  upwards  bid  them  rise  ; 
And    make  the  scales  of  error   faH 

From   reason's   dark'ncd   e}"es. 

5. 
To  chase  the  shades  of  death  avvu)'. 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  ! 
A   beam   of  heaven,    a   vital  ray 

'Tis   thine  alone  to   give. 

6. 
O    jhange   these   wretched   hearts  of  ours, 

And  gi\c  them   life  divine  ! 
I'hen   shall  our    passions   and   our  pow'rs, 

Almighty   Lord,  be  thine. 


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HYMN    CXXX. 

The   Great   Physician, 
1. 

YE   mourning   sinners,  here  disclose 
Your  deep  complaints,  your  various  woes ; 
Approach,    'tis  Jesus,   he  can  heal 
The  pains  which  mourning  sinners  feel. 

2. 
To  eyes  long  clos'd  in  mental  night, 
Strangers  to  all  the  joys-  of  light, 
His  word  imparts  a  blissful  ray  ; 
Sweet  morning  of  celestial  day  I 

3. 
Ye   helpless  lame,   lift   up   your   eyes, 
The   Lord,  the   Saviour  bids  you  rise  ; 
New  life  and  strength  his  voice  conveys, 
And  plantive  groans  are  chang'd  for  praise. 

4. 
Nor  shall  the  leper,  hopeless  lie 
Beneath  the  great  Physician's  eye ; 
Sin's  deepest  pow'r  his  word  controls, 
That  fatal  leprosy  of  souls. 

5. 
That  hand  divine  which  can  assuage 
The  burning  fever's  restless  rage ; 
That  hand  omnipotent  and  kind, 
Gan  cool  the  fever  of  the  mind. 

6. 
When  freezing  palsy  chills  the  veins, 
And  pale,   cold  death,  already  reigns,    • 
He  speaks ;  the  vital  pow'rs  revive; 
He  speaks,  and  dying  sinners  live. 


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7. 
Dear  Lord,  we  an  ait  thy  healing  hand ; 
Diseases  fly  at  thy   command; 
O  let  thy  sovereign  tonch  impart 
Life,   stienj^th,  and  health  to  ev'ry  heart. 


HYMN    CXXXL 

Praise'  to    the   Creator, 
1. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God   alone, 
He  can  create,    and  he  destro}\ 

2. 
His  sovereign  pow'r,  \\ithout  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  stray'dy 
He  brought  us  to   his  fold  again. 

3. 
We  are  his  people   we  his  care, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame; 
What  lasting  honours  shall  mc  rear. 
Almighty    Pvlaker,    to   thy  name? 

4. 
Wide    as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as   eternity  thy  love  ! 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  trutli  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years   shall  cease  to  move. 

5. 
We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raise ; 
And  eai-di,  vvith  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  ^\ith   sounding  praise. 


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HYMN    CXXXir. 

J\'o  Rest  on  Earth. 
1. 

MAN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires, 
He   burns  within  with  restless  fires : 
Tost  to  and   fro,    his  passions   fly, 
Through  all  the  scenes  below  the   sky. 

2. 
In  vain   on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind  ; 
We  try  new  pleasures,  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  stilK- 

3. 
So  when  a  raging  fever  burns. 
We  shift  from  side  to  side  by  turns; 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain. 
To  change  the  place  but  keep  tlie  pain. 

4.. 
Great  God,  subdue  this  vicious  thirst. 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust ; 
Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind. 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd- 

HYMN    CXXXni. 

A  Prospect  of  the  Resurrectioti. 
'  1. 

HOW  long  shall  Death  the  tyrant  reigiv 
And  triumph  o'er  the  just. 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust. 

2. 
Lo,  I  behold  the  scatter 'd  shades, 

The  dawn  of  heav'n  appears. 
The  sweet  immortal  morning  spreads. 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 


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3. 
1  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  rpom, 

The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

4. 
I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead  arise!" 

And  lo,  the  graves  obey. 
And  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes, 

Salute  th'  expected  day. 

5. 
They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  mid-way  air: 
Iji  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 

And  lo'sv  adore  him  there. 

6. 
O  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Amongst  tiiem  cloath'd  in  white  I 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand, 

Is  infinite   delight. 

7. 
How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King, 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  skies, 

On  love's  triumphant  -wing! 


HYMN  CXXXIV. 

Ckrisi   our   Example. 
1. 

BLESS'D  Jesus,  how  divinely  bright  1 
In  thee  each  heav'ly  virtue  shone, 
When  for  our  sakes  incarnate  here. 
How  justly  styl'd  the  ''  Holy  One." 


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2. 
With  v.'hat  a  strong  and  vivid  flame, 
Did  thy  devotion  ever  rise  ? 
While  each  revolving  day  and  night, 
Witness'd  thy  visits  to  the  skies. 

3. 
The  guiltless  spirit,  and  the  mind, 
From  pride,  from  passion  ever  free, 
Patient,  and  just,  and  pure,  and  kind. 
Are  faint  descriptions.  Lord  of  thee. 

4. 
Fain  would  I  wear  thy  lovely  form, 
And  in  each  sacred  virtue  shine  : 
Oh  !  may  thy  spirit  on  my  soul. 
Deep  trace  die  portraiture  divine ! 

5. 
Thou  blessed  Sun,  with  quick 'ning  rays. 
Pervade  the  cold  and  flinty  breast; 
Kindle  up  life  through  all  my  pow'rs, 
And  be  my  guide  to  endless  rest. 

6. 
Yes,  dear  Redeemer,  let  thy  love, 
And  pow'r,  these  sacred  gifts  impart ; 
I'll  tune  to  thee  the  song  of  praise, 
With  glowing  gratitude  of  heart. 

■      7. 
The  list'ning  earth  shall. learn  thy  name. 
Approve,  and  echo  to  thy  lay  ; 
Angels  and  saints  prolong  the  theme 
With  joy,  through  one  eternal  day. 


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HYMN    CXXXV. 

Enthusiasm  and  Superstition. 

1. 

JESUS — the  friend  of  man — has  giv'n 
His  gospel,  as  our  guide  to  heav'n ! 
.Its  aids  and  comforts  how  divine ; 
How  bright  its  sacred  precepts  shine. 

2. 
Reason  and  truth  in  ev'ry  page, 
Shed  Hght  and  knowledge  on  the  age: 
But  wild  enthusiasts  meet  no  trace 
Of  tenets  which  their  creed  disgrace. 

3. 
Their  dreams  of  heav'n's  peculiai'  love, 
Their  boasted  visions  from  above, 
A  heated  fancy  may  produce. 
But  are  the  gospel's  great  abuse. 

4. 
No  bigot- zeal  can  find  pretence 
In  doctrines  fairly  drawn  from  hence — 
No  gloomy  superstitious  mind, 
In  error's  mazes  lost  and  blind ; 

5. 
Can  e'er  its  sacred  dictates  plead 
To  justify  the  frantic  deed. — 
Bright  and  serene — true  virtue's  rays, 
But  seldom  kindle  into  blaze. 

6. 
Grant,  gracious  God,  that  we  may  find 
A  cheerful,  calm,  cnlighan'd  mind; 
While  truth  divine  shall  point  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day, 

O 


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HYMN  CXXXVr. 

The  Wisdom  of  God  in  his  /Forks. 

1. 

WHAT  strange  perplexities  arise? 
What  anxious  feaj-s  and  jealousies  ? 
What  crouds,  in  doubtful  light  appear? 
Hov/  few,  alas^  approy'd  and  clear  1 

2. 
And  what  am  I?.— My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take : 
Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
,  In  practice  or  in  he^rt  appear  ? 

.3. 
What  image  does  my  spirit  bear? 
Is  Jesus  form'd  and  living  there  ? 
.Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine., 
In  thought,  .and  word,  and  action  shine  ? 

4. 
Searcher  of  hearts,  O  search  me  still ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal, 
My  fears  remove  ;    let  me  appear 
To  God — and  my  own  conscience  clear. 

5. 
Scatter  the  clouds,  that  o'er  my  head, 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terrors  spread ; 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day. 
And,  to  myself,  myself  display. 

6. 
May  I  at  that  bless'd  world  arrive. 
Where  Christ  througli  all  my  soul  shall  live. 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there, 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fea;*. 


HYMN  cxxxvir. 

Storm  and  Thunder. 

1. 

LET  co^\•ard  guilt,  with  pallid  fear, 
To  bhelt'ring  caverns  il}-, 
And  justly  dread  the  vengeful  fate, 
That  thunders  through  the  sky. 

2. 
Protected  bv  that  hand,  whose  law 

The  threat'ning  storms  obey. 
Intrepid  virtue  smiles  secure, 
As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 

o 
O.- 

In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom, 
The  lightning's  dismal  glare, 

It  views  the  same  all-gracious  Pow'r, 
That  breathes  the  \ernal  air. 

A 

H'. 

Through  nature's  ever  varying  scene, 

By  diff'rent  ways  pursu'd; 
The  one  eternal  end  of  Ilcav'n 


Is  universal  good. 


5. 


With  like  beneficent  eflect. 

O'er  flaming  ether  glows, 
As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 

Or  blushes  in  the  rose. 

G. 
Bv  reason  taught  to  scorn  those  fears, 

That  vulgar  minds  molest. 
Let  no  fantastic  terrors  break 

The  pious  Christian's  rest. 


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When  through  creation's  vast  expanse^ 

The  last  dread  thunders  roll, 
Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres^ 

And  shake  the  rising  soul, 

8. 
Unmov'd,  may  we  the  final  storm 

Of  jailing  worlds  survey. 
That  ushers  in  the  glad  serene 

Of  everlastmg  day ! 


HYMN    CXXXVIIl. 

Moses,  Aaron,  and  Jesus. 

^^  1. 

5  ^TT^  iS  not  the  law  of  ten  commands 

1        On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 
Or  sent  to  men  by  Moses'  hands, 

Can  bring  us  safe  to  heav'n. 

2. 
'Tis  not  the  blood  which  Aaron  spilt. 

Nor  smoke  of  sweetest  smell. 
Can  buy  a  pardon  for  our  guilt. 

Or  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3. 
Aaron  the  priest  resigns  his  breath. 

At  God's  immediate  will ; 
And  in  the  desert  yields  to  death, 

Upon  th'  appointed  hill. 

4. 
And  thus,  on  Jordan's  yonder  side 

The  tribes  of  Isr'el  stand, 
While  Moses  bow'd  his  head  and  dy'd^ 

Short  of  the  promis'd  land. 


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5. 
My  soul  rejoice,  now  Jesus  leads, 

He'll  bring  the  world  to  rest ; 
So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 

The  ruler  and  the  j^riest. 


HYMN   CXXXIX. 

Prosperity. 

1. 

RICHES  in  copious  streams, 
From  every  quarter  flow  : 
Not  one  of  all  my  fertile  schemes 
Feels  an  abortive  throe. 

2. 
My  freighted  vessels  sail 
A  length  of  ocean  o'er ; 
And  bring  me  with  a  speeding  gale, 
New  wealth  from  ev'ry  shore. 

3. 
My  soul,  thy  warm  desires 
Indulge  in  all  delight. 
Seize  whatsoe'er  thy  fancy  fires. 
Or  ravishes  thy  sight. 

4. 
Roll  in  the   gilded  car, 
The  rural  palace  rear  : 
There  ev'ry  gate  and  opening  bar 
To  charity  and  fear. 

5. 
Bid   luxury  employ 
Her  skill,  thy  taste  to  please. 
Call  thy  rich  friends  to  share  the  joy. 
And  swim  in  miith  and  ease. 

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6. 

To-day,   in  jocund  lx)wls 

Drov.-n,    drovvii  forecasting^  thouohtr 
Tlic  morrow  leave  to  gloomy  souls, 

Who  dread  they  know  not  what. 

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Thou  fool  !   thy  soul  this  eve 

Stern  summ<ins  shall  demand. 
Whose  name  shall  then  tliy  house  receive  ? 

For  Vvhom  thy  coffers  stand? 


HYiMN    CXL. 

Envy. 

1. 

MALIGNANT  envy,  come  not  near, 
Some  wretch  of  infamy  torment. 
Come  not  to  trouble  my  re]>osc, 

Thou  snawn  of  pride  and  discontent. 

2. 
Go,,  move  the  tempter  to  destroy 
Some  Vv'orld  of  innocence  again. 
Go,  and  another  Abel  find. 
To  perish  bv  another  Cain. 

3. 
Or  some  hard  hearted  brethren  mould-  . 

A  Joseph's  favourite  life  to  sell. 
Or  some  delicious  vineyard  eye,  . 
And  in  a  second  Ahab  dwell. 

4. 
Yea,  could  the   Son  of  God  again 

Appear  in  servile  form. below  ; 
Inflame  malevolence,  once  more 
To  strike  the  crucifying  blow. 


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Not  blackest  night,  and  brlghtesl  noon, 

Are  with  each  other  more  at  strile, 
O  Jesus,   than  the  envious  mind 

Is  M'ith  thv  gospel  and  tliv  life. 

6. 
iVIay  I  too  humble  be  for-  pride, 

Too  self  contented  to  repine  ; 
And  too  benevolent,  to  wish 

My  neighbour's  blessings  less  tlian  mine. 


HYMN    CXLI. 

Famibj  Religion 

1. 

FATHER  of  all,  thy  care  v/e  bless, 
AVhich  crowns  our  families  with  peace  ; 
I'rom  thee  they  SDrinsi'.  and  bv  thv  hand, 
The v  iave  been,  and  are  still  sustained. 

2. 
To  God  most  v/orthy  to  be  piTiis'd, 
Be  our  domestic  ahars  rais'd ; 
Who,  Lord  of  heav'n,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3, 
To  thee  may  each  united  housc^ 
jVIorning,  and  night,  present  its  vows  : 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  tliy  precepts,  and  thv  grace. 

4. 
O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name ; 
While  pleas'd  and  thankful,  mc  remove, 
To  join  the  family  above. 


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HYMN    CXLII. 

Marriage. 

1. 

HAIL  honour 'd  wedlock  !  sacred  rite  ! 
What  bliss  from  thee  derives  ! 
The  spring  of  true  and  pure  dehght, 
And  solace  of  our  lives. 

2. 
Condemri'd  by  none  but  sordid  souls, 

Who  scorn  fair  virtue's  name, 
W^ho  reason  drown  in  midnight  bowls, 
And  glory  in  their  shame. 

3. 
Their  lawless  conduct  we  detest, 

And  rise  to  nobler  views  : 
The  chaste  and  temp 'rate  are  the  blest, 
And  hence  their  peace  ensues. 

4. 
In  social  blessings  they  shall  share", 
Which  form  life's  greatest  good  j 
And  find  this  union  sooth  their  care, 
If  rightly  understood. 

5. 
Adam,   by  solitude  distress'd. 
In  Eden  breath 'd  a  moan: 
And  heav'n  pronounc'd  it  was  not  best. 
For  man  to  be  alone. 

6. 
Eve  onward  came,  all  Eden  blooms, 

And  nature's  face  looks  gay, 
The  garden  yields  its  best  perfumes, 
On  Adam's  bridal  day. 


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Jesus — at  Canif  once  renown'd, 

The  sacred  rite  approv'd, 
And  festal  scene  his  presence  crown'd, 

And  ev'ry  want  remov'd. 

8. 
Lord,  grant  diy  blessing  may  attend 

The  duties  we  perform  : 
Thy  servants,  each,  display  the  friend, 

And  love  their  bosoms  warm. 


HYMN    CXLIII. 

Christ     apprehended, 

1. 

THE  traitor  comes,  with  ruffian  crew, 
"Good  master,  hail,"  the  traitor  cries, 
Then  gives  the  signal  kiss  ;  anew 

The  traitor  calls,  "  hold  fast  your  prize." 

2. 
Whither  ye  rude,  unhallow'd  hands, 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour,  will  ye  bear  ? 
O  must  the  Prince   of  life  these  bands 
Of  vilest  ignominy  wear. 

3. 
He  must :  ev'n  he,  whose  voice  could  bring 

His  Father's  legions  down  to  earth ; 
Ten  thousand  thousiuid  on  the  an  ing, 
To  guard  his  life,  who  sang  his  birth. 

4. 
He  must ;    all  rescue  he  declines  : 

"  Else  oracles  in  vain  fortel 
"  Eternal  Wisdom's  great  designs, 
"  To  save  a  guiltv  wond  from  hell." 


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5. 
Behold,  the  willing  victim  g6esv 

As  a  meek  lamb  to  slaughter  led  r 
What  noble  Ibrtitude  he  shews  ! 

His  looks  how  calm  !  erect,  his  head ! 

6. 
O  Jesus,  should  thy  cause  require 

My  blood,  its  heav'n-born  truth  to  seal ;'. 
Me,  in  that  trying  day,  inspire 

With  thy  divinely-glowing  zeal. 


HYMN    CXLIV. 

The  Condemnation  and  Cruc'ifixion. 

1. 

BOUND  in  a  malefactor's  chains, 
Malice  his  innocence  arraigns ; 
Malice  her  venom'd  spittle  throws, 
Fierce  malice  deals  her  fiercest  blows. 

2. 
With  crown  of  thorns  his  temples  bleed, 
With  cruel  stripes  his  back  is  flea'd. 
JBehold  the  Ma?:—''  The  Cross^"  they  call,- 
*'  The  Cross,"  and  rend  the  judgment  hall. 

3. 
JFhat  evil  has  he  wrought  ?  "  Away, 
"  Barabbas  save,  this  fellow  slay." 
Bleeding  and  faint,  he  bears  along 
His  cross,  amidst  a  hootirg  throng.- 

4. 
Inconstant  throng !  the  day  before 
Heard  your  v.ide  mouths  Hosannahs  roar  ; 
*'  Messiah^  Jijng,^'  A\ith  shoutings  loud, 
You  hail'd  him.     O  inconstant  crowd  ! 


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5. 
■Ingrates,  where  shall  vour  lame,  vour  blind. 
Your  sick  another  healer  find  ? 
Whence  shall  another  Jesus  come, 
To  guide  you  to  his  Father's  home  ? 

6. 
Ah !  they  have  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Between  the  sons  of  infamv. 
And  now  the  scornful  head  they  shake, 
And  now  th'  insulting  jest  they  break. 

7. 
But  oh  !  what  tongue  his  grief  can  tell, 
When  on  his  soul  that  darkness  fell? 
''  My  God,  my  God  and  Father,   why 
"  By  thee  forsaken  mu«5t  I  die  ? 

8. 
Flow,  flow  my  tears,  in  torrents  flow  I 
My  sins,  O  Jesus,  wrought  thy  m-qc. 
JJelp  my  weak  faith,  and  uidi  thy  pow'r 
Uphold  mc  in  temptation's  hour. 

HYMN    CXLV. 

The    Christian  supported. 

1. 

YES,  there's  a  better  world  on  high  : 
Hope  on  diou  pious  hreast : 
Faint  not,  thou  trav'llcr;   on  the  sky 
Thy  weary  feet  shall  rest. 

2. 
Anguish  may  rend  each  ^■ital  part : 
Poor  man!    thy  frame  how  iiail ! 
Yet  heaven's  own  strength  shall  shield  thy  heart, 
When  strength  and  flesh  sliall  fail. 


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3. 
Through  death's  dread  vale  of  deepest  shade 

Thy  feet  must  surely  go : 
Yet  there,  e'en  there,  walk  undismay'd ; 

'Tis  thy  last  scene  of  woe. 

4. 
Jesus,  and  with  the  tenderest  hand, 

Shall  guard  the  trav'ller  through : 
*'Hail!"  shalt  thou  cry,  "  hail  promis'd  land! 

"And,  wilderness  adieu." 


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Jesus !  oh !  make  our  souls  thy  care ! 

Oh !  take  us  all  to  thee  : 
Where'er  thou  art,  we  ask  not  where 

But  there  'tis  heav'n  to  be. 


HYMN    CXLVI. 

The  virtuous   Contemplation  of  Mortality^ 

1. 

ETERNAL  God !   our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thy  account ; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  of  ending  night 

2.      ■•   - 
Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sv/eeps  us  away ;   our  life's  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale ;   a  morning  flow'r, 
Cut  down  and  wither 'd  in  an  hour. 

3. 
By  thy  protecting  arm  upheld, 
How  few  have  seventy  years  beheld; 
But  if  to  eighty  they  arrive, 
They  rather  sigh  and  groan  tlian  live. 


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4. 
The  shorter  life ;   the  \viser  he 
"Who  consecrates  it  all  to  thee  : 
Who  life  in  virtue's  course  impro\-es. 
And  trusts  the  God  who  virtue  loves. 


HYMN  CXLVII. 

Humility^   Tenderness  and  Sympathy, 

1, 

THOU  great  and  sacred  Lord  of  all, 
Of  life  the  only  spring  ; 
Of  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  Heaven, 
The  wise  and  righteous  King. 

2, 

Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart, 

All  stubbornness  and  pride ; 
Nor  let  me  in  the  dang'rous  scenes, 

That  sinners  chuse,  abide. 

3. 
Whate'er' thine  all-discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  crcatuie  fit, 
I  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill, 

Contentedly  submit. 

4. 
With  humane  pleasure  may  I  view 

The  prosperous  and  the  great ; 
lU-temper'd  envy  may  I  fly, 

With  odious  self-conceit. 

5. 
Nor  brooding  spleen,  nor  fell  revenge, 

Be  to  my  bosom  known ; 
Tears  may  I  find  for  other's  woe, 

And  patience  for  mv  own. 

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6. 
Feed  me  with  necessary  food, 

I  ask  not  wealth  or  fame  : 
But  give  me  eyes  to  view  thy  works, 

A  heart  to  praise  thy  name. 

7. 
Serenely  may  my  days  move  on, 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
And  may  I  for  the  parting  hour         / 

In  every  hour  prepare. 


HYMN   CXLVIII. 

The  universal  Presence  and  Inspection  of  God. 

1. 

MY  heart,  and  all  my  ways,  O  God, 
By  thee  are  search'd  and  seen  ; 
My  outward  acts  thine  eye  observes, 
My  secret  thoughts  within. 

2. 
Attendant  on  my  steps  all  day, 

Thy  providence  I  see, 
And  in  the  solitude  of  night 
I'm  present  still  with  thee. 

3. 
No  spot  the  boundless  realms  of  space 

Whence  thou  art  absent  knoAV : 
In  heaven  thou  reign'st  a  glorious  King. 
An  awful  Judge  below. 

4. 
Goodness,  arid  majesty,  and  power, 

Through  all  thy  works  are  shown ; 
Richly  display'd  in  nature's  frame, 
And  richly  in  my  own. 


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4 
Rise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine. 
Turn  out  his  enemy,  and  thine ; 
Turn  out  that  hateful  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

5. 
Yet  know,  nor  of  the  terms  complain : 
Where  Jesus  comes,  he  comes  to  reign ; 
To  reign  and  ^\"ith  no  partial  sway : 
E'en  thoughts  must  die  that  disobey. 

6. 
Sov 'reign  of  souls,  thou  Prince  of  peace ! 
O  may  thy  gentle  reign  increase  ! 
Throw  wide  the  door,  each  AviUing  mind, 
And  be  his  empire — air  mankind. 


HYMN  CLVIII. 

A  Moniing   Hymn. 

1. 

TO  thee  let  my  first  oif 'rings  rise. 
Whose  sun  creates  the  day  ; 
Swift-  as  his  gladd'ning  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2. 
What  numbers,  with  heart-piercing  siglis, 

Have  pass'd  this  tedious  night  ! 
What  numbers  too,  have  clos'd  their  eyes, 
No  more  to  see  the  light. 

3. 
Sound  was  my  sleep,  my  dreams  were  gay 

How  short  such  time  review'd  ! 
My  night  stole  unperceiv'd  away  ; 
I'm  like  the  day,  renew'd. 


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4. 
This  clay  thy  fLtv'ring  hand  be  nigh, 

So  oft  vouchsaf'd  before  ; 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 

And  I  that  hand  adore. 

5. 
If  bliss  thy  providence  impart,  ^ 

For  v.bich,  resigned,  I  pray,  ^ 

Give  me  to  feel  the  grateful  noirt, 

And  v/ithout  guilt  be  gay. 

6. 
Affliction,  should  tliy  love  intend. 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure, 
Patient  to  gain  that  blessed  end, 

May  I  the  means  endure. 

7. 
If  bright  or  cloudy  scenes  await  ; 

Some  virtue  let  me  gain ; 
That  Heaven,  nor  high,  nor  low  estate 

Wlien  sent,  may  send  in  vain. 

8. 
Be  tliis,  and  ev'ry  future  d^, 

Still  wiser  than  tlie  past.; 
That,  from  the  whole  of  life's  survey 

I  may  find  peace  at  last. 


HYMN    CLIX. 

A  Birth  Day. 

1. 

SWIFT  as  the  winged  arrow  flies, 
My  time  is  hastening  on  : 
Quick  as  the  lightning  from  ^^^  sjM^r 
My  wasting  moments  run. 


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My  follies  past,  O  God,  forgive, 

My  ev'ry  sin  subdue  : 
And  teaeh  me  henceforth  how  to  live, 

With  glory  in  my  view. 

3. 
^Twere  l^etter  I  had  not  been  bom, 

Than  live  without  thy  fear : 
For  they  are  wretched  and  forlorn, 

Who  have  their  portion  here. 

4. 
But,  thanks  to  thine  unbounded  grace, 

That  in  my  early  youth, 
I  have  been  taught  to  seek  thy  face, 

And  know  the  way  of  truth. 

5. 
Oh  !    let  thy  Spirit  lead  me  still, 

Along  the  happy  road;     , 
Conform  me  to  thy  holy  will. 

My  Father,  and  my  God! 

6. 
Another  year  of  life  is  past : 

My  heart  to  thee  incline ; 
That  if  this  year  should  be  my  last. 

It  may  be  wholly  thine. 


HYMN  CLX.' 

^rhe  true   JFay  to  please  God. 
1. 

WHEREWITH  shall  I  approach  the  Lord. 
And  bo^v  before  his  throne  ? 
What  shall  svv^eet  peace  of  mind  afford  ? 
What  for  mv  faults  atone '? 

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)hall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed 

And  spicy  fumes  ascend  ?• 
^Vill  these  my  earnest  wish  succeed, 

And  make  my  God  my  friend  ? 

3. 
A^ith  trembling  hands,  and  bleeding  heart, 

Shall  I  mine  offspring  slay  ? 
kVill  this  atone  for  ill  desert, 

And  purge  my  guilt  away  ? 

4. 
\las  !  'twere  idle  mockery  all, 

Such  victims  bleed  in  vain  ; 
^Jo  fatlings  from  the  field  or  stall 

Such  favour  can  obtain. 

5. 
Well  dost  thou  know  what  must  delight, 

And  what  acceptance  win  : 
Repentance  .rue,  and  heart  upright, 

And  life  estrang'd  from  sm. 

6. 
To  God  with  humble  reverence  bow, 

And  to  his  glory  live  ; 
To  men  their  sacred  rights  allow, 

And  proofs  of  kindness  give. 
^  7. 

Hands  that  are  clean,  and  hearts  sincere 

God  never  will  despise  ; 
And  cheerful  duty  he'll  prefer 

To  costly  sacrifice. 


HYMN   CLXr. 

Rejoice,   O  Young  Man,  etc.       Eccl. 

1. 

THY  laughing  joys,  young  man,  pursue 
In  all  thy  youth  rejoice; 
'Tis  life's  gay  spring,,  restraint  adieu  1 
Nor  heed  dull  wisdom's  voice. 

Repel  each  intermeddling  fear ; 

Shall  fear  thy  course  restrain'? 

At  danger  laugh,  remote  or'  near, 

And  deem  each  terror  vain.    • 

3. 
But  know,  thy  Judge,  with  watchful  eye 

Mai'ks  every  daring  sin; 
Thy  open  crimes  all  naked  lie, 
And  all  that  lurks  Avitliin. 

4. 
Whatever  diou  hast  in  darkness  done, 

To  shun  a  public  shame,  ;  ^ 

He  will  expose  before  the  sun. 
And  to  the  world  proclaim. 

5. 
O  how  wilt  thou  abide  his  frown^ 

Thy  awful  sentence  bear?         -,r  * 
Let  not  the  thought  away  be  thrown, 
But  stop  thy  mad  career. 

6. 
Renounce  each  dear  and  tempting  vice, 

Thy  loose  associates  fly  ; 
Be  serious,  sober,  chasic,  and  wiscj 
Aud  viitue's  pleasures  trj .. 


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■  1^ 

rhat  when  thy  righteous  Judge  shall  come, 

In  all  his  glories  drest  ; 
rhou  may'st  serenely  wait  thy  doom, 

i  he  voice  which  hails  thee  blest 


HYMN    CLXII. 

T/ie  /For/da poor  Exchange, 

1. 

r_T  OW  eagerly  do  men  persue' 
L  X   Each  idle  childish  toy  ; 
Lnd  ventur*  everlasting  death 
To  win  a  moment's  joy. 

2. 
feglected  leave  their  nobler  mind, 

Or  all  its  whiteness  stain  ; 
^nd  angels'  happiness  resign, 

The  bliss  of  brutes  to  gain. 

3. 
"he  pleasures  that  allure  the  sense 

Are  dangerous  to  us  all  ; 
^yeet  at  the  first,  how  soon  succeeds 

The  bitterness  of  gall. 

4. 
od  is  mine  all-sufficient  good, 

My  portion  and  my  choice  ; 
I  him  my  vast  desires  aie  fill'd, 

And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 

5. 

vain  tlie  world  accosts  my  ear. 

And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 
cannot  buy  your  bliss  so  dear, 
Nor  part  with  heaven  for  you. 


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HYMN    CLXril.  "^ 

The  Changes  of  Life  from  God. 
1. 

AS  various  as  the  moon 
Is  man's  estate  below ; 
To  his  bright  day  of  gladness  soon 
Succeeds  a  night  of  woe. 

2. 
The  night  of  woe  resigns 
Its  darkness  and  its  grief; 
Again  the  morn  of  comfort  shines, 
And  brings  our  souls  relief. 

3. 
Yet  not  to  fickle  chance 
Is  man's  condition  giv'n  : 
His  bright  and  darker  hours  advance 
By  the  fix'd  laws  of  Heaven. 

4. 
God  measures  unto  all 
Their  lot  of  good  and  ill  ; 
Nor  this  too  great,  nor  that  too  small, 
All  is  a  Father's  will. 

5. 
Let  each  conform  his  mind  ^ 

To  every  changing  state  ; 
Rejoicing  now,  and  now  resign'd, 
And  the  great  issue  wait. 

HYMN  CLXIV. 

The  necessity  and  Blessedness  of  Heveiation. 

1. 

WHO  of  liimsclf  can  find 
The  error  of  his  >vays  ? 
Left  t^.  himself,  with  daring  mind, 
From  God  and  Heaven  he  stravs. 


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*^^  2. 

The  savage  and  the  sage 
Ahke  this  truth  proclaim  ; 

And  every  nation,  every  age, 
Partakes  the  general  shame. 

3. 
Nor  could  our  fallen  race 
Recov'ry  e'er  have  known. 

If  God  his  better  truth  and  grace 
In  mercy  had  not  sho^vn. 

^. 
O  welcome  to  my  heart, 
This  cure  of  human  ill  ! 

O  God  I  thy  presence  still  impart 
To  work  in  me  thy  will. 

5. 
A  man,  may  I  abhor 
Beneath  the  man  to  move  : 

A  Christian,  may  I  higher  soar. 
And  answer  all  thy  love. 


HYMN    CLXV. 

Earth  and  Heaven. 

1. 

SHORT  is  the. date  prescrib'd  to  man, 
Nor  are  his  joys  sincere 
Affliction  mourning,  leads  the  van, 
And  grief  brings  up  the  rear. 

2., : 
Few  peaceful  moments  intervene, , 

From  childhood  to  the  tomb; 
Or  if  brigbt  spots  should  gild  the  scene, 
How  black  the  following  gloom  1 


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3. 
Temptations  spread  their  glitt'ring  snares, 

Their  potent  charms  we  feel ! 
Surprizing,  that  a  vale  of  tears 

Is  so  alluring,  still. 

4. 
But  when  the  pangs  of  death  are  past, 

Superior  Edens  rise  ; 
No  fruit  forbidden,  tempts  the  taste, 

No  serpent  there  decoys. 

5. 
From  pleasure's  fountain  ever  full, 

The  stream  unsullied  floMs, 
While  Christ,  my  Hope,   my  Life,  my  All, 

Unrivall'd  beauty  shows. 


HYIMN    CLXVI. 

The  Inefficacf/  of  Hymns  without  Devotion. 

1. 

GREAT  God !  what  rich  provision's  made, 
To  fit  our  souls  for  hcav'n  ! 
How  various  are  the  means  prepar'd  ! 
How  great  the  aid  that's  giv'n ! 

2. 
Thy  word  in  ev'ry  part  displays 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace : 
But  in  the  gospel  brightest  shines 
Thy  care  for  all  our  race. 

o 
O. 

Counsels,  reproofs,  and  psalms,  and  hymns, 

With  solemn  sacred  songs, 
To  thy  unbounded  love  we  owe  : 

To  thee — the  praise  belongs. 


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4. 
But  what  are  tuneful,  sacred  songs, 

Or  what  our  measur'd  lays  : 
Unless  thy  Spirit  warm  our  hearts, 

How  flat — our  hymns  of  praise  ! 

5. 
Then,  gracious  God,  we  humbly  ask 

Assistance  from  above  : 
Our  passions  shall,  by  music  sooth'd, 

Be  all  attun'd  to  love — ! 


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